Amsterdam

	  		verse 1 
A#m                D#m 
You and me got the whole day off 
A#m                D#m 
Take a trip to Vincent Van Gogh 
A#m                D#m             F 
But the line went halfway round the block 

G#m                D#m 
And we're looking for a place to rest 
G#m                B5 
Every seat in every bar was set 
G#m                D#m        F 
So we turned back to The Grand Hotel 

Bridge 1 
        Bm        A 
And the rain came hard 
        A                    G# 
A million people on a protest march 
      Bm            A       C# 
Every choice, every path was mistaken 

verse 2 
G#m                D#m 
You and me got the whole thing sussed 
G#m               B5 
Gray man is shadowing us 
G#m   D#m                F 
Wild conspiracies turn to dust 

G#m               D#m 
Hear the sound of cathedral bells 
G#m               B5 
Cash ringing at the gates of Hell 
G#m            D#m               B            D 
And fairground hooligans push and swell 

Chorus 
                   F#m          C#m 
They're the darkest days of a free man 
E                       B 
Lying in the streets of Amsterdam 
            E               B 
Nearly fell underneath the tram 
                   F# 
But I picked myself up 
F#m                   C#m 
Every temptation and device 
        E                 B 
All the diamonds and the spice 
             E                B 
I would give anything for the sight 
             F# 
Of an honest man (Hey) 

Solo 
G#m     D#m    G#m    B5 
G#m     D#m    F      F 

verse 3 
G#           D#m 
Eyes swim in emptiness 
G#m               B5 
I was looking at a hotel guest 
G#m             D#m       Bm 
He blew me a big sarcastic kiss 

Bridge 2 
        D           A 
And the Lord walked in 
        A                  G#m 
With a monocle and lips so thin 
        Bm      A                      C# 
Saw the barman wink as he poured his brandy 

Chorus 
                   F#m          C#m 
They're the darkest days of a free man 
E                       B 
Lying in the streets of Amsterdam 
            E               B 
Nearly fell underneath the tram 
                   F# 
But I picked myself up 
F#m                   C#m 
Every temptation up in lights 
        E                 B 
All the diamonds and the spice 
             E             B 
Could take profit from the vice 
           F# 
Of another man 


Outro 
F#m     Bm 
Amsterdam       Cold, cold       
F#m 
Cold, cold      You belong