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Capo: 5
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SrTP_pllUng Capo 5 :)
GOooooh EmOoooh OCoooh, GWe wear our hearts upon our sleeve GThere's a part of my heart that you'll never change EmThere's a dream so alive, it's an endless flame CAnd you can't keep us down 'cause we'll always comGe up again
GFor the highs and the lows, for the rise and the falls EmAnd the times where you thought you'd given your all CFor a night and a dream and those moments you'll never get bacGk again
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GWeve been through a thousand heartbreaksEm But you know we still believeC We wear the same shirts as our fGathers GAnd our hearts upon our sleeve GAnd don't stop us now we've starEmted 'cause there's none we can't beaCt We wear the same shirts as our fGathers And our hearts upon our Gsleeve
GOoooh OEmoooh OooCoh,G We wear our hearts upon our sleeve GHear the crowd in the stands and out on the streets EmEvery fan, everywhere at the edge of their seats CIt's a beautiful day for a beautiful gGame
GSee the players run out and the anthems ring EmAnd you're singing so hard you can't hear a thing CBut the beat of your heart as it's beating Gyou up again
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GWe've been through a thousand heartbreakEms But you know we still believeC We wear the same shirts as our fGathers GAnd our hearts upon our sleeve GAnd don't stop us now we've starEmted 'cause there's none we can't beaCt We wear the same shirts as our fGathers And our hearts upon our Gsleeve
GOoooh OEmooh OooCoh , Gwe wear our hearts upon our sleeve Rap: (Scott Mills) G5 Seconds of summer, 'til the end of the game EmThe joy the heartache, the tension the pain Cthe striker shoots there's a roar from the crowd GThey think it's all over -mute- ... it is now
GBadada, Embadada, Cbadada, Gbadada GIt's a generic football anEmthem to be sang around the world CAnd we hope it doesn't sound lGike any others that you've heard GDon't stop us now we've started Em'Cause there's none we can't beat CWe wear the same shirts as our fathers GAnd our hearts upon our sleeve
GBadada, Embadada, Cbadada, Gbadada We wear our hearts upon our sleeve