Accordi e testo completo di "Sorry" di Beyoncé per chitarra. Tonalità: RE. Accordi principali: SOL, RE/FA#, RE, LA, MIm7, SOL7+, SIm. Spartito con accordi sopra il testo, trasponibile su Strimpello.

Tonalità

RE

Accordi

SOL, RE/FA#, RE, LA, MIm7, SOL7+, SIm

Domande frequenti

Quali sono gli accordi di Sorry di Beyoncé?
Gli accordi usati in "Sorry" di Beyoncé sono: SOL, RE/FA#, RE, LA, MIm7, SOL7+, SIm. Tonalità: RE.
In che tonalità è Sorry?
"Sorry" di Beyoncé è in tonalità RE.
Dove trovo il testo e gli accordi di Sorry?
Testo e accordi completi di "Sorry" sono su Strimpello: https://strimpello.com/song/sorry-2.
Chi canta Sorry?
"Sorry" è interpretata da Beyoncé.

Spartito completo

Sorry
Beyoncé
Key: RE
SOL            
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#               SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

             RE/FA#
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah

SOL 
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#               SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

            RE/FA#
I ain't sorry

                     RE  LA               RE  LA
He trying to roll me up,  I ain't picking up

              RE   LA                      RE  LA
Headed to the club, I ain't thinking 'bout you

          MIm7          SOL         RE/FA#
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup

                                 SOL       RE/FA#
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up

                           SOL
Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough

RE/FA#                  SOL   RE/FA#
 I ain't thinking 'bout you

                       RE
I ain't thinking 'bout

                  LA                  RE
Middle fingers up, put them hands high

                    LA
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye

SOL                 RE/FA#
 Tell him, boy, bye,   boy,bye 

RE
 middle fingers up

LA       MIm7
 I ain't thinking 'bout you

SOL               
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#              SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

              RE/FA#   
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah

I ain't thinking 'bout you

SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#              SOL   
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#  MIm7
 No no, hell nah

RE                          LA
 Now you want to say you're sorry

                        RE
Now you want to call me crying

                     LA
Now you gotta see me wilding

                     RE
Now I'm the one that's lying

                      LA
And I don't feel bad about it

                  RE
It's exactly what you get

                     LA        
Stop interrupting my grinding...

        MIm7               
I ain't thinking 'bout you

SOL7+          RE/FA#
Sorry, I ain't sorry

                       SOL7+  RE/FA#
I ain't thinking 'bout you

I ain't thinking 'bout you

SOL7+          RE/FA#
Sorry, I ain't sorry

                       SOL7+  RE/FA#
I ain't thinking 'bout you

        MIm7           RE
I ain't thinking 'bout you

                  LA
Middle fingers up, put them hands high

RE                   LA
 Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye

SOL                RE/FA#
 Tell him, boy, bye, boy, bye

RE                LA        MIm7
 Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you

SOL   
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#               SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

             RE/FA#
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah

SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

RE/FA#               SOL
Sorry, I ain't sorry

             RE/FA#
I ain't sorry

       MIm7
No no, hell nah

RE             LA                     
 Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home

RE                  LA
 Today I regret the night I put that ring on

RE                  LA            RE
 He always got them fucking excuses

                         LA            MIm7              
I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is

SIm
 I left a note in the hallway

By the time you read it, I'll be far away

I'm far away

But I ain't fucking with nobody

Let's have a toast to the good life

Suicide before you see this tear 

fall down my eyes

Me and my baby, we gon' be alright

We gon' live a good life

SOL
 Big homie better grow up

RE                           LA
 Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up

SOL
 I see them boppers in the corner

     RE                     LA
They sneaking out the back door

SOL
 He only want me when I'm not there

RE              LA                       SOL
 He better call Becky with the good hair

 He better call Becky with the good hair

Sorry

Beyoncé · Key RE

Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up
Headed to the club, I ain't thinking 'bout you
Me and my ladies sip my D'USSÉ cup
I don't give a fuck, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my balls, pause, I had enough
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye
Tell him, boy, bye, boy,bye
middle fingers up
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
No no, hell nah
Now you want to say you're sorry
Now you want to call me crying
Now you gotta see me wilding
Now I'm the one that's lying
And I don't feel bad about it
It's exactly what you get
Stop interrupting my grinding...
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't thinking 'bout you
I ain't thinking 'bout you
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye
Tell him, boy, bye, boy, bye
Middle fingers up, I ain't thinking 'bout you
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry, nigga, nah
Sorry, I ain't sorry
Sorry, I ain't sorry
I ain't sorry
No no, hell nah
Looking at my watch, he shoulda been home
Today I regret the night I put that ring on
He always got them fucking excuses
I pray to the Lord you reveal what his truth is
I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
But I ain't fucking with nobody
Let's have a toast to the good life
Suicide before you see this tear
fall down my eyes
Me and my baby, we gon' be alright
We gon' live a good life
Big homie better grow up
Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up
I see them boppers in the corner
They sneaking out the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call Becky with the good hair
He better call Becky with the good hair

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