The Angel

Instruments
  G   G D/F#   Em   Em
  C   C   Dsus4   Dsus4 D

Verse 1
AsG I Walk These Streets Alone, Through This BorouGgh I Call Home             D/F#​
UpEmon The Baron Fields Of Highbury, 'Neath The StadEmiums Of Stone
ThCmaj7rough The Turnstiles At The Angel, See The Homeless On TCmaj7he Green
FroDsus4m The Cally To The Cross, And Every Shithole In BetweDen

Verse 2
PaGss The Church, The Mosque, A Crack Den, And ThGe Offie On The Corner      D/F#​
SeEme The Brasses From The Brothel That Pretends To EmBe A Sauna
WaCmaj7tch The Bedlam In The Bookies, See The Winners And TheCmaj7 Losers
SeeDsus4king Solace From Their Sorrow In The Local Battle Cruisers         D​

Verse 3
ThGrough The Madness In The Market, Weathered FacGes Turn To Greet Ya         D/F#​
"'EmEllo Gov'nor, How's Your Mother?" "You Alright,Em Son, Be Lucky, Geezer"
DoCmaj7uble Pie And Mash And Liquor, A Cuppa Rosie Lee Up ChCmaj7ap
Or Dsus4Watch Retired Gangsters Bicker, Every Day In Arthur's Café      D​

Verse 4
ThGe Little Fuckers Causing Trouble, For The CozzersG Make You Smile           D/F#​
YoEmu Meet Ya Muckers For A Couple, Forget Your TroEmubles For A While
FrCmaj7om The Thornhill To The Hemmy, All The Faces Are ThCmaj7e Same
'CDsus4ause The Manor Might Be Changing, But The People Still RemaDin

Hook
NoGrth GLoD/F#ndon FoEmreverEm​
WhCatever The Weather, These Streets ACre Our Own                      Dsus4        D​
AnGd My HeartG WD/F#ill Leave You, Never     Em        Em​
MyA7 Blood Will Forever Run Through The StoA7ne               C         Cm​

Instruments
  G   G

Verse 5
AsG I Walk These Streets Alone, Through A Kingdom GMade Of Chrome             D/F#​
I EmSee Them Ripping Up The Cobbles, And Tearing DoEmwn Our Childhood Homes
I CSee The Architecture Changing, Watch The History DisappCear
AnDsus4d The Skyline Rearranging Into Towers Of Veneer         D​

Verse 6
BuGt I See The Remnants Of A London That They ThougGht They Could Erase        D/F#​
EvEmery Time I Hear The Old School Talk About The GEmood Old Days
OrC Every Time I Watch The Football And Have A Ruby With ThCe Lads
SeDsus4e An Hoister Selling Clobber Or A Dealer Shooting Bags   D​

Verse 7
ItG's In The Single Mothers JuGggling A Baby And A JobD/F#​
InEm Every Single Brother Struggling That Wound Up InEm The Dock
ItC's In The Roots And The Foundations, Still Clinging To TChe Land
ItDsus4's In The Bricks That Built The Morland And Popham That Still StandD​

Verse 8
ItG's In My Family And My Friends, In Every Gram AnGd Every Benz               D/F#​
ItEm's In The Roots That We Inherit When A GenerationEm Ends
ItC's In The Ruins Of Your Youth And The Faces Of Your PasCt
'CDsus4ause The Manor Might Be Changing, But The People Always Last    D​

Hook
NoGrth GLoD/F#ndon FoEmreverEm​
WhCatever The Weather, These Streets ACre Our Own                      Dsus4        Dsus4​
AnGd My HeartG WD/F#ill Leave You, Never     Em        Em​
MyA7 Blood Will Forever Run Through The StoA7ne               C         Cm​