Devonshire And Crown
Tony SlyVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
I picture your face everyday of my life
And struggle to come up with lyrics
But lately it's honesty that keeps me around
A pint of their best and a seat with a view
This corner looks all too familiar
I just wanna tell you "I love you, I'm safe
on "Devonshire and Crown"
Who knows which letter just might be the last
This song will be done by the end of this glass
Hey brown eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds
Here comes another three-dollar cliché
I nod to the barman and he does the same
And again and again and again and again I am down
But so prown
(The second half of the song is exactly the same as the first half)
It's summer where you are, it's winter down here
You're sleeping, I'm already boozing
All the cool kids are speaking their minds
But I cannot hear
'Cause people are sounding like white noise these days
They fancy themselves as a critic
But I think of you and it takes me away to a perfect place
Who knows which letter just might be the last
This song will be done by the end of this glass
Hey blue eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds
Here comes another three-dollar cliché
I nod to the barman and he does the same
And again and again and again and again I am down
But so prown
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Readable chord sheet for Devonshire And Crown by Tony Sly
I [D]picture your face everyday of my life And [G]struggle to come up with lyrics But l[D]ately it's honesty that keeps me aro[A]und A p[D]int of their best and a seat with a view This [G]corner looks all too familiar I just [D]wanna tell you "I love you, I'm safe on "De[A]vonshire and Cr[G]own" [Bm]Who knows which letter just might be the last This s[G]ong will be done by the end of this glass Hey [D]brown eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of[A] clouds [Bm]Here comes another three-dollar cliché I [G]nod to the barman and he does the same And ag[D]ain and again and again and again I am[Em] down But so [G]prown [A] (The second half of the song is exactly the same as the first half) It's summer where you are, it's winter down here You're sleeping, I'm already boozing All the cool kids are speaking their minds But I cannot hear 'Cause people are sounding like white noise these days They fancy themselves as a critic But I think of you and it takes me away to a perfect place Who knows which letter just might be the last This song will be done by the end of this glass Hey blue eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds Here comes another three-dollar cliché I nod to the barman and he does the same And again and again and again and again I am down But so prown