Up On The Roof
Words and music by G. Goffin and Carole King

Standard Tuning


First Verse
                                                                   
                 A                         F#m
                When this old world starts gettin' me down,
                    D                   E              A
                And people are just too much for me to face.
                      A                   F#m
                I climb right up to the top of the stairs,
                    D                 E                A
                And all my cares just drift right into space.
Chorus
        
                D
                On the roof as peaceful as can be,
                    F#m              C#m               Bm   E
                And there the world below can't bother me.
 Verse 2
                Let me tell you now......
                 A                        F#m
                 when I come home feelin' tired and beat,
                   D               E                A
                I go up where the air is fresh and sweet.
                   A                  F#m  
                I get away from the hustlin' crowd,
                    D                 E                  A
                And all the rat-race noise down in the street.
Chorus       
                D
                On the roof's the the only place I know,
                      A                 C#m             Bm  E
                Where you just have to wish to make it so.
                (Lets go up on the roof)
        
Lead
                 A-F#m-D-C#m-Bm-Bm-A

Bridge
                 D        
                At night the stars put on a show for free,
                     F#m               C#m              Bm  E
                And darling, you can share it all with me.
        
                Let me tell you now.... 
Verse 3
                A                        F#m
                When I get home feelin' tired and beat, 
                   D               E                A 
                I go up where the air is fresh and sweet.
                   A                 F#m            
                I get away from the hustlin' crowd,
                     D                 E                 A
                And all the rat-race noise down in the street.
Coda
                               A
                Up on the roof
                               F#m       
                Up on the roof
                               C#m  - A 
                Up on the roof


 

   

         
  
 


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