Little Lady chords by Ed Sheeran (Ver. 2)

• Capo on 2nd

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: G

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:

G - D - Em - C - G

Verse 1: Mikill Pane:
G
Listen, little lady
                                                                    D
This is just the worst way to spend your birthday, it's 30 degrees, Thursday
      Em                       C                     G
You work late, you was with a perv making dirty fake love in his Mercedes
    G
Lady, the word "rape" sums up events that take place every night
                                                          D
You wanna get up but you know your legs will ache if you try
       Em                                       C
And you remember that your punter went crazy last night
     G
You drag yourself to the mirror to check your face then you cry
   Am
Forget the visit to the clinic you was booked in for
 Cadd9
You'll make a trip to the Whittington where they'll look at your jaw
    G
They'll be inquisitive and ask about your business for sure
     D
They'll know you're fibbing if you tell them you got hit by a door
      Am
But young woman, the pimp sees you as nothing but a dumb hooker
     Cadd9
Medical attention could be fatal cause the c*** wouldn't
     G
Ever let a doctor near someone that's getting dough for him
     D
Cause next you got poxy authorities sticking their noses in

Hook 1: Ed Sheeran:
       Em             Cadd9
She's just under the upper hand
G
Goes mad for a couple grams
Em                  Cadd9     G
And she don't wanna go outside, tonight
            Em                         Cadd9
Cause in a pipe she'll fly to the motherland and
    G
Sell love to another man
Em       Cadd9     G
It's too cold outside
              Em  C  G
For angels to fly
              Em  C  G
For angels to fly



Verse 2: Mikill Pane:
G
Little lady, your mind you've made up

Your injuries you can't hide with make-up
       D               Em                          C
You need some medical advice, you make up a little lie to say just
             G
In case the doc opens his eyes and don't decide to play dumb
 G
With any luck you'll see the same dude who stitched your top lip

Last year when your pimp just lost it
        D      Em                                         C
He wouldn't recognise you if you stared him in the face anyway
              G
Cause all the heroin is making you age
               Am
But you're a heroine for taking the strain of being a prostitute and punching bag
Cadd9
The funds you have left go where your from using MoneyGram
G
Mother had to get you out the motherland to study
D
That was all she struggled to have a single daughter with the upper hand
 Am
Little does she know you're never coming back?
Cadd9
She put you in her brother's hands only for him to formulate another plan
 G
He's the f-ing cause of your appalling state, this summer
 D
Fancy that, you came to London to get pimped by your uncle, damn


Hook:
       Em             Cadd9
She's just under the upper hand
G
Goes mad for a couple grams
Em                  Cadd9     G
And she don't wanna go outside, tonight
            Em                         Cadd9
Cause in a pipe she'll fly to the motherland and
    G
Sell love to another man
Em       Cadd9     G
It's too cold outside
              Am
For angels to fly


Bridge:
                C
An angel will die
              Em
Covered in white
                G
Closed eyes and hoping for a better life
  Am                         C
This time, we'll fade out tonight
                  Em  C G
Straight down the line

Em C G

Verse 3: Mikill Pane:
 Am
Little lady, you're trembling with fear
   Cadd9
Your skinny frame kinda resembles a deer
                           G
You're sitting facing the detective, oh dear

The meddling nurse couldn't just leave it
      D
She's only gone and made it much worse calling police and
        Am
She'll never know the gravity of the damage she's caused
               Cadd9
You're causing scandal going mad in the ward now
                     G
The cop is trying to calm you, telling you he won't let no one harm you
     D
The same question he keeps trying to ask you, "Who you working for?"
    Am
He's talking to you like you're worth more than a dirty whore
     Cadd9
You're having a conversation you could be murdered for
                     G
You're learning more about exactly why you need to help bring him or her to court
     D
He's kicking knowledge you ain't ever heard before
               Am
Just before he leaves, he reassures you that he knows that it's hard
      Cadd9
He underlines a mobile number you can phone on his card
            G
Begs you to use it, he's useless if you're gonna be stupid
         D
Cause an answer hasn't come from your bruised lips, you're on your own
 Am
You've gotta go and give your pimp what you owe
               Cadd9
You reach your door and then it dawns that you've been followed home
            G
Before you turn around you feel a cold blade on your throat
           D
And then a voice says, "Where you been b****? I wanna know"
           Am
No prizes for guessing who it is, resistance would be foolishness
     Cadd9
You open the front door, he boots you in
                   G
There's something new in him, he's silent now that fills you with terror
          D
Get your alibi straight, you could be killed for an error
           Am
He towers over you, the 6 inch knife catches the sunlight
    Cadd9                                                        G
At this point your life flashes before your eyes, your handbag's dropped

And all the contents are all over the floor
            D
Despite the mess there's only one thing that's caught his eye
           Am
And in the moment of rage, he brutally murders his niece
               Cadd9
And dumps her body in the boot of his Mercs in the street
G
   Little lady left this earth in the worst way
        D
All because she got a card on her 13th birthday


Hook 2: Ed Sheeran:
 Em                       Cadd9
And we're all under the upper hand
  G
And go mad for a couple grams
 Em                 Cadd9       G
And we don't wanna go outside, tonight
            Em                      Cadd9
Cause in a pipe she'll fly to the motherland and
  G
Sell love to another man
Em        Cadd9   G
It's too cold outside
                   Em C G
For angels to fly
                 Em C G
For angels to fly
        Em C G
Fly, fly
           Em
For angels to fly
     C       G
To fly, to fly
  D        G
Angels to die