Adele - Rolling In The Deep

 

Key: Eb

Capo 3 – Play C

 

Am               Em                    

There's a fire starting in my heart

G                                          Em                             G                     

Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

Am              Em

Finally I can see you crystal clear

G                                              Em                    G

Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare

 

Am                            Em

See how I'll leave with every piece of you

G                                 Em                     G

Don't underestimate the things that I will do

Am               Em

There's a fire starting in my heart

G                                          Em                             G

Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

 

   F                 G                            Em

~ The scars of your love remind me of us

                     F

They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

      F           G                                 Em                            E7

The scars of your love they leave me breathless I can't help feeling

 

                                  Am G                   F 

* We could have had it all     Rolling in the deep

       G                    Am         G                   F                          G

You had my heart inside your hand And you played it to the beat

 

Am                  Em

Baby I have no story to be told

      G                                        Em                                   G

But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn

Am                      Em

Think of me in the depths of your despair

G                                           Em                               G

Making a home down there as mine sure won't be shared ~ *

 

      G                       Fmaj7 G                    Am G

We could have had it all         Rolling in the deep

                              Fmaj7                         G

You had my heart inside your hand But you played it With a beating

 

Am

Throw your soul through every open door

Count your blessings to find what you look for

Turn my sorrow into treasured gold

You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow *

 

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