The Bells Of St. Thomas chords by Sting

  • G

  • Em

  • C

  • D#m

    6
  • B

    2
  • G#m

    4
  • E

  • C#m

    4
  • F#sus4

    2
  • F#

    2
  • D

  • A

  • F#m

    2
  • Fm

  • Db

    4
  • Bbm

  • Gb

    2
  • Ebm

    6
  • Ab

    4
Intro 1
G
Em
G
Em
G
Em
G
Em
Verse 1
G
I wake up in Antwerp
Em
In some rich woman's bed
G
There's a man with a hammer
Em
Inside of my head
Verse 2
G
She says, "I couldn't wake you
Em
I thought you were dead
G
But you talked in your sleep
Em
I don't know what you said"
Verse 3
C
I look in the mirror
Em
My eyes bleeding red
C
There's a taste in my mouth
Em
Of stale brandy and lead
Verse 4
C
Don't know how I got here
G
Or if I was led
D#m
B
But I know it's a Sunday
D#m
B
G#m
For the bells in my head
Verse 5
E
As they call to the faithful
C#m
The quick and the dead
G#m
The last days of judgement
F#sus4
F#
upon us
E
C#m
And the bells on the roof of St. Thomas
G#m
Are calling
Verse 6
G
She says, "are you hungry?
Em
You look underfed"
G
"No, I'd better be going
Em
I'll have coffee instead"
Verse 7
G
"Let me give you some money"
Em
D
I say, "There's no need
G
You don't owe me nothing
Em
It's what we agreed"
Verse 8
C
But the room's like a palace
Em
In a book I once read
C
And the words that I'm thinking
Em
Would be better unsaid
Verse 9
C
I search for my clothes
G
Then she asks if I'll stay
D#m
B
"There's a room for you here
G#m
My husband's away"
Verse 10
E
The bells of St. Thomas
C#m
Are aching with doubt
G#m
They're cracked and they're broken
B
F#sus4
F#
Like the earth in a drought
Verse 11
E
I've searched for their meaning
C#m
I just never found out
G#m
Whatever they're expecting
B
F#
from us
E
C#m
Or why the bells on the roof of St. Thomas
G#m
Are crying
Verse 12
A
I walk to the church,
C#m
F#sus4
though it's empty by now
A
F#m
The roof like an overturned ship,
and a prow
A
F#m
F#sus4
For a pulpit, and there it is up on the wall
A
St. Thomas inspecting
F#m
the wounds for us all
C#m
It's a painting
Verse 13
D
by Rubens
F#m
Painted from life
D
And it's flanked by a rich man
F#m
And his elegant wife
C#m
The
Verse 14
D
wounds we all share
A
And yet still need the proof
Fm
Db
You can feign your indifference
Fm
Bbm
Pretend you're aloof
Verse 15
Gb
But the wounds we're denying
Ebm
are there all the same
Bbm
And the bells of St. Thomas
Db
Ab
are ringing again
Verse 16
Gb
The saint I was named for
Ebm
The sceptical brother
Bbm
The rich man's wife
Db
Ab
In the arms of another
Verse 17
Gb
And the ex it wounds
Ebm
Of a love that's gone wrong
Bbm
She said she was leaving
Ab
Db
Ab
But she'd already gone
Verse 18
F#
F#m
And the last days of judgement
D
are fi nally upon on us
A
And the bells on the roof of St. Thomas
Are calling
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