End Of The Road chords by The Snuts

🎸 Intro:

A    E



🎸 Chorus:
             A
It's not the end of the road

We're almost home

If we figure things out
                          E
We can get back to the stars

🎸 Verse 1:
         A
It's a tracksuit city

To me it's kinda pretty

Another Monday morning
E
I hope that you're still warming to me
     A
In Glasgow, maybe London

I hope that there's still something

A leaf in every season
                                    E
That we're proud of every reason to be

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
B                                A
  And don't you ever feel like giving it up
B                         G#m      A
  If you ever feel you're losing your love

🎸 Chorus:
              A
It's not the end of the road

We're almost home

If we figure things out
                         E
We can get back to the stars
        A
If you take my hand

And follow the plan
Every woman, every man
                        E
We'll get back to the stars

🎸 Verse 2:
   A
A little goes a long way

Have I run into a mistake?
                 E
Or am I out of luck?
         A
Threw a pebble in a wishing well

It feels way bigger when I'm by myself
                E
Or am I out of luck?

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
B                           A
  Don't you ever feel like giving it up
B                          G#m    A
  If you ever feel you're losing your love

🎸 Chorus:
              A
It's not the end of the road

We're almost home

If we figure things out
                        E
We can get back to the stars

(Get back to the stars)
        E
If you take my hand

And follow the plan

Every woman, every man
                        E
We can get back to the stars

(Get back to the stars)

🎸 Instrumental:
F#    A    E    G#  A

🎸 Bridge:
F#/Bb
  I just wanna get back to you
F#m
  I just wanna get back to you
E                              G#  A
  I just wanna get back to you

🎸 Outro:
        A
It's a tracksuit city

To me it's kinda pretty

Another Monday morning
                                  E
I hope that you're still warming to me
     A
In Glasgow, maybe London

I hope that there's still something

A leaf in every season
                                     E
That we're proud of every reason to be