The Angel

Instruments
  E   E B/D#   C#m   C#m
  A   A   Bsus4   Bsus4 B

Verse 1
AsE I Walk These Streets Alone, Through This BorouEgh I Call Home             B/D#​
UpC#mon The Baron Fields Of Highbury, 'Neath The StadiC#mums Of Stone
ThAmaj7rough The Turnstiles At The Angel, See The Homeless On TAmaj7he Green
FroBsus4m The Cally To The Cross, And Every Shithole In BetweBen

Verse 2
PaEss The Church, The Mosque, A Crack Den, And ThEe Offie On The Corner      B/D#​
SeC#me The Brasses From The Brothel That Pretends To BC#me A Sauna
WaAmaj7tch The Bedlam In The Bookies, See The Winners And TheAmaj7 Losers
SeeBsus4king Solace From Their Sorrow In The Local Battle Cruisers         B​

Verse 3
ThErough The Madness In The Market, Weathered FacEes Turn To Greet Ya         B/D#​
"'C#mEllo Gov'nor, How's Your Mother?" "You Alright, C#mSon, Be Lucky, Geezer"
DoAmaj7uble Pie And Mash And Liquor, A Cuppa Rosie Lee Up ChAmaj7ap
Or Bsus4Watch Retired Gangsters Bicker, Every Day In Arthur's Café      B​

Verse 4
ThEe Little Fuckers Causing Trouble, For The CozzersE Make You Smile           B/D#​
YoC#mu Meet Ya Muckers For A Couple, Forget Your TrouC#mbles For A While
FrAmaj7om The Thornhill To The Hemmy, All The Faces Are ThAmaj7e Same
'CBsus4ause The Manor Might Be Changing, But The People Still RemaBin

Hook
NoErth ELoB/D#ndon FoC#mrever C#m​
WhAatever The Weather, These Streets AAre Our Own                      Bsus4        B​
AnEd My HeartE WB/D#ill Leave You, Never     C#m         C#m​
MyF#7 Blood Will Forever Run Through The StonF#7e                 A         Am​

Instruments
  E   E

Verse 5
AsE I Walk These Streets Alone, Through A Kingdom EMade Of Chrome             B/D#​
I C#mSee Them Ripping Up The Cobbles, And Tearing DowC#mn Our Childhood Homes
I ASee The Architecture Changing, Watch The History DisappAear
AnBsus4d The Skyline Rearranging Into Towers Of Veneer         B​

Verse 6
BuEt I See The Remnants Of A London That They ThougEht They Could Erase        B/D#​
EvC#mery Time I Hear The Old School Talk About The GoC#mod Old Days
OrA Every Time I Watch The Football And Have A Ruby With ThAe Lads
SeBsus4e An Hoister Selling Clobber Or A Dealer Shooting Bags   B​

Verse 7
ItE's In The Single Mothers JuEggling A Baby And A JobB/D#​
InC#m Every Single Brother Struggling That Wound Up In C#mThe Dock
ItA's In The Roots And The Foundations, Still Clinging To TAhe Land
ItBsus4's In The Bricks That Built The Morland And Popham That Still StandB​

Verse 8
ItE's In My Family And My Friends, In Every Gram AnEd Every Benz               B/D#​
ItC#m's In The Roots That We Inherit When A Generation C#mEnds
ItA's In The Ruins Of Your Youth And The Faces Of Your PasAt
'CBsus4ause The Manor Might Be Changing, But The People Always Last    B​

Hook
NoErth ELoB/D#ndon FoC#mrever C#m​
WhAatever The Weather, These Streets AAre Our Own                      Bsus4        Bsus4​
AnEd My HeartE WB/D#ill Leave You, Never     C#m         C#m​
MyF#7 Blood Will Forever Run Through The StonF#7e                 A         Am​