All The Young Dudes

David Bowie

Continúa después del anuncio
Tono:
E|-14------14----12--14--12--14-- B|---15-------------------------- G|-----14------------------------ D|------------------------------- A|------------------------------- E|------------------------------- E|12--9--10-------10----9--10--9--10--9--7--5--------------------| B|----------12---------------------------------------------------| G|-------------11------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------| E|8h9--9--9--9--8--7--5--8h9--9-- B|------------------------------- G|------------------------------- D|------------------------------- A|------------------------------- E|------------------------------- E|9--9--7--5--10b12-------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------------| G|---------------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------|
D Billy rapped all night about his
D7M suicide
Bm How he’d kick it in the head when
Bm7 he was twenty-five
F#m Speed jive, don’t wanna stay alive
A when I’m twenty-five
D D7M And Wendy’s stealing clothes from unlocked cars
Bm Bm7 And Freddy’s got scars from ripping the stars
F#m A From his face, funky little boat race
Em G Oh! the television man is crazy
Continúa después del anuncio
F# Saying we’re all juvenile
Bm delinquent wrecks
G D Oh but man, I need TV now there’s no
A T Rex
A7(4) Brother you guessed... I’m a dude, yeah! [Estribillo]
D D7M Bm All the Young Dudes Carry
Bm7 the News
Am Am7 F C Boogaloo Dudes
G C A D Carry the News
D D7M Bm All the Young Dudes Carry
Bm7 the News
Am Am7 F C Boogaloo Dudes
G C A D Carry the News
D D7M Now Mary looks sweet, cos he dresses like a queen
Bm But he can kick like a mule; it’s a
Bm7 real mean team
F#m A We can love, we can love
D And my brother’s back at home with
D7M his Beatles and his Stones
Bm We never got it off on the
Bm7 revolution stuff
F#m A What a drag – too many snags
Em Well I drunk a lot of wine and I’m
G feeling fine
F# Bm Gotta race some cat to bed
G D Is this concrete all around or is
A it in my head?
A7(4) Brother you’ve guessed, that I’m a dude yeah!
Información de la canción

Composición: David Bowie

¿Los datos están equivocados?

Enviar revisión

Canciones relacionadas