Lyrics
You have to learn to pace your self.
(C)Pres (D)sure!
You’re just like ev ’ry bod y else.
(C)Pres (D)sure!
You’ve on ly had to run, so (Dm)far
so good.
But you will (F)come to a place where the on ly thing you feel are (Am)load (Dm)ed (Bb)guns in your (F)face, and you’ll (A7)have to deal with (Dm)pres sure.
You used to call me par a noid.
(C)Pres (D)sure!
But e ven you can not a void
(C)pres (D)sure.
You turned the tap dance in to (Dm)your
cru sade.
Now here you (F)are with your faith and your Pe ter Pan ad vice.
You (Am)have (Dm)no (Bb)scars on your (F)face, and you (A7)can not han dle (Dm)pres sure.
(G)All grown up and (Dmaj7)no place to go.
(G)Psych One, Psych Two, (Dmaj7)what do you know?
(F)All your life is (Cmaj7)Chan nel Thir teen,
(Cm)Ses a me Street.
(G)What does it (D)mean?
(C)Pres (D)sure!
(C)Pres (D)sure!
Pres sure!
I’m (Gm)sure you’ll (C)have some (C#dim7)cos mic (Dm)ra
tion ale.
But here you (F)are with your (G7)faith and your (A7)Pe ter Pan ad (Dm)vice.
You (Am)have (Dm)no (Bb)scars on your (F)face, and you can not (A7)han dle (Dm)Pres sure!
(Dm)Pres sure!
Pres sure!
(A7)One, two, (Dm)three, four, pres sure!
Pressure by Billy Joel
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Easy piano arrangement in the key of Bb at 144 BPM. Difficulty: medium. Color-coded notes — no sheet-reading skill required.