Sweaters Akkorde von
Ivan B
Ivan B

N/A
Tonart: E major
Intro 1
F#
F#
C#m
C#m
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B
F#
F#
C#m
C#m
B
B
F#
F#
C#m
C#m
B
B
F#
F#
C#m
C#m
B
B
F#
F#
Verse 1
C#m
C#m
Yo, I
B
B
ain't here for the money, I ain't here for the fame
F#
F#
Though it might be nice
to own a jet plane
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E
C#m
C#m
I'ma do it all for you,
B
B
come along and see it's true
F#
F#
But the road is pretty cold,
you might need a sweater too
C#m
C#m
I'ma put it right on ya,
B
B
kid from California
F#
F#
Tryna make it in life,
the school that never taught ya
C#m
C#m
Dreams of my own,
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B
i've been working from home
F#
F#
I can do it on my own,
but sometimes it gets cold, like
E
E
C#m
C#m
It's too cold for you here
G#m
G#m
and now, to let me
E
E
'Cause it's cold outside and I
C#m
C#m
don't know why (hold)
G#m
G#m
Your hands in the holes of my
sweater
(I'm just living my life,
I'm just living my life)
E
E
Nothing's what it seems,
C#m
C#m
got a pocket full of dreams
In the world about to freeze,
G#m
G#m
so en joy the warm breeze
(You here and now, let me)
E
E
Hold your hands in the holes of
C#m
C#m
my sweater
G#m
G#m
(I'm just living my life,
I'm just living my life)
C#m
C#m
There's nothin' I want more,
B
B
nothin' else I wanna see
F#
F#
They grab a mic,
get in the stage and kill it on the scene
C#m
C#m
Perseverin' for my team,
B
B
so they can acquire cream
F#
F#
Find out what the works pays
off really mean
C#m
C#m
Breathin' life to a dream,
B
B
my peers wouldn't believe
F#
F#
But I'm running out of breath
and I forgot how to breathe
C#m
C#m
It's been colder than ever,
B
B
nothin' like I remember
F#
F#
Like spring is the winter and every
day is like December
C#m
C#m
So, bring out your coats,
B
B
bring out your sweaters
F#
F#
There's no tellin' when this
weather is gonna get better
C#m
C#m
'Cause I remember the moments
B
B
when I was thought as a joke
F#
F#
Now they givin' me handshakes,
sayin' it was a joke
C#m
C#m
But I ain't jokin' around,
B
B
I'm tryna give you all hope
F#
F#
But you could do it if you wanted,
man, you drive your own road
C#m
C#m
Yeah, a notebook full of raps by
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B
the end of every class
F#
F#
Yeah, it's my formula for life,
not the formula to math, like
E
E
C#m
C#m
It's too cold for you here
G#m
G#m
and now, to let me
E
E
'Cause it's cold outside and I
C#m
C#m
don't know why (hold)
G#m
G#m
Your hands in the holes of
my sweater
(I'm just living my life, I'm
E
E
just living my life)
Nothing's what it seems,
C#m
C#m
got a pocket full of dreams
G#m
G#m
In the world about to freeze,
so enjoy the warm breeze
(You here and now, let me)
E
E
Hold your hands in the holes
C#m
C#m
of my sweater
G#m
G#m
(I'm just living my life,
E
E
I'm just living my life)
C#m
C#m
G#m
G#m
It's too cold, it's too cold
B
B
The holes in my sweater

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