Why Worry Intro:[D] [B7] [D] [B7] [D] [Bbm] [F] [G#] [C#m7] [G#][D]Baby I [B7]see this world has made you [D]sadSome[B7] people can be [D]badThe[Bbm] things they do, the [F]things they [G#]say [C#m7] [G#]But [D]baby I'll[B7] wipe away those bitter [D]tearsI'll [B7]chase away those restless [D]fears That[Bbm] turn your blue skies[F] into grey[G#] [C#m7] [G#]Why [D]worry, [Bbm]there should be laughter[G#] after the [D]pain [Bbm]There should be [G#]sunshine after [D]rain [Bbm]These things have[G#] always been the[D] sameSo[Bbm] why [G#]worry [D]now[D]Baby when[B7] I get down I turn to [D]you And [B7]you make sense of what [D]I do I [Bbm]know it isn't [F]hard to [G#]say [C#m7] [G#][D]But baby[B7] just when this world [D]seems mean and cold Our [B7]love comes shining red and [D]gold And[Bbm] all the rest is by[F] the way [G#][C#m7] [G#]Why [D]worry, there[Bbm] should be laughter[G#] after the[D] pain There[Bbm] should be [G#]sunshine after [D]rain [Bbm]These things have[G#] always been the[D] sameSo[Bbm] why [G#]worry [D]now⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Dire Straits

Brothers In Arms Intro:[C] [Abm] [D] [E#] [D]( [Abm] [D]) x3 [C] [Abm] [D] [Abm] [D] [C] [Abm][G#]These mist covered [D]mountains [F]Are home now for me [G#]But my home is the [Abm]lowlands [E#]And always [D]will be [F]Someday you'll [Abm]return to [E#]Your valley and your [D]farmsAnd [F]you'll no longer burn [Abm]To be brothers [D]in arms [F]( [Abm] [D] [C]) x2[Abm]Through these fields of [D]destruction [F]Baptisms of [G#]fire [D] [G#][F]I've watched all your [Abm]suffering [E#]As the battles raged [D]higher [Abm]And though [F]they did hurt me [Abm]so bad [E#]In the fear [Abm]and [D]alarm [C] [G#]You [F]did not desert me [Abm]My brothers [D]in arms [F][Abm] [D] [C] [D] [Abm] [D] [C]There's [Abm]so many [F]different worlds [Abm][F]So many [G#]different suns [D]And we [F]have just one world [Abm]But [F]we live [G#]in different ones [D][Abm] [D] [C] [D] [Abm] [D] [C][Abm]Now the sun's gone [D]to hell [F]And the moon's riding [G#]high [D] [G#]Let me [G#]bid your farewell [Abm] [E#]Everyman [E#]has to die [D] [G#]But its written [F]in the [Abm]starlight [E#]And every [Abm]line on your palm [D] [C]We're [F]fools to make war [Abm]On our brothers [D]in arms [F][Abm] [D] [C] [D] [Abm] [D] [C]⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Dire Straits