The Angel

Instruments
  D   D A/C#   Bm   Bm
  G   G   Asus4   Asus4 A

Verse 1
AsD I Walk These Streets Alone, Through This BorouDgh I Call Home             A/C#​
UpBmon The Baron Fields Of Highbury, 'Neath The StadBmiums Of Stone
ThGmaj7rough The Turnstiles At The Angel, See The Homeless On TGmaj7he Green
FroAsus4m The Cally To The Cross, And Every Shithole In BetweAen

Verse 2
PaDss The Church, The Mosque, A Crack Den, And ThDe Offie On The Corner      A/C#​
SeBme The Brasses From The Brothel That Pretends To BmBe A Sauna
WaGmaj7tch The Bedlam In The Bookies, See The Winners And TheGmaj7 Losers
SeeAsus4king Solace From Their Sorrow In The Local Battle Cruisers         A​

Verse 3
ThDrough The Madness In The Market, Weathered FacDes Turn To Greet Ya         A/C#​
"'BmEllo Gov'nor, How's Your Mother?" "You Alright,Bm Son, Be Lucky, Geezer"
DoGmaj7uble Pie And Mash And Liquor, A Cuppa Rosie Lee Up ChGmaj7ap
Or Asus4Watch Retired Gangsters Bicker, Every Day In Arthur's Café      A​

Verse 4
ThDe Little Fuckers Causing Trouble, For The CozzersD Make You Smile           A/C#​
YoBmu Meet Ya Muckers For A Couple, Forget Your TroBmubles For A While
FrGmaj7om The Thornhill To The Hemmy, All The Faces Are ThGmaj7e Same
'CAsus4ause The Manor Might Be Changing, But The People Still RemaAin

Hook
NoDrth DLoA/C#ndon FoBmreverBm​
WhGatever The Weather, These Streets AGre Our Own                      Asus4        A​
AnDd My HeartD WA/C#ill Leave You, Never     Bm        Bm​
MyE7 Blood Will Forever Run Through The StoE7ne               G         Gm​

Instruments
  D   D

Verse 5
AsD I Walk These Streets Alone, Through A Kingdom DMade Of Chrome             A/C#​
I BmSee Them Ripping Up The Cobbles, And Tearing DoBmwn Our Childhood Homes
I GSee The Architecture Changing, Watch The History DisappGear
AnAsus4d The Skyline Rearranging Into Towers Of Veneer         A​

Verse 6
BuDt I See The Remnants Of A London That They ThougDht They Could Erase        A/C#​
EvBmery Time I Hear The Old School Talk About The GBmood Old Days
OrG Every Time I Watch The Football And Have A Ruby With ThGe Lads
SeAsus4e An Hoister Selling Clobber Or A Dealer Shooting Bags   A​

Verse 7
ItD's In The Single Mothers JuDggling A Baby And A JobA/C#​
InBm Every Single Brother Struggling That Wound Up InBm The Dock
ItG's In The Roots And The Foundations, Still Clinging To TGhe Land
ItAsus4's In The Bricks That Built The Morland And Popham That Still StandA​

Verse 8
ItD's In My Family And My Friends, In Every Gram AnDd Every Benz               A/C#​
ItBm's In The Roots That We Inherit When A GenerationBm Ends
ItG's In The Ruins Of Your Youth And The Faces Of Your PasGt
'CAsus4ause The Manor Might Be Changing, But The People Always Last    A​

Hook
NoDrth DLoA/C#ndon FoBmreverBm​
WhGatever The Weather, These Streets AGre Our Own                      Asus4        Asus4​
AnDd My HeartD WA/C#ill Leave You, Never     Bm        Bm​
MyE7 Blood Will Forever Run Through The StoE7ne               G         Gm​