London Boys - Bowie David, ukulele chords

Published: 2012-05-03 17:26
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

F                Dm
A bell strikes, another night
     Eb                      Cm
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
F                          Dm
Youʼve bought some coffee, butter and bread
    Eb                            Cm
You canʼt make a thing, ʼcause the meterʼs dead
       F             Ab
Youʼve moved away
            F                       Ab
Told youʼre folks youʼre gonna stay away
Eb                   Ab
Bright lights, Soho, Waldorff Street
    F                              Eb
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet
Bbm                Ab
Somebody shows you ʼround.
Db                 Ab
Now youʼve met the London Boys
Db
Things seem good again
B   E7   Gb          Fm   F
Someone cares about you

       F                   Dm
Oh the first time that you try a pill
    Eb                       Cm
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
       F                      Dm
Youʼre gonna be sick, but you mustnʼt lose face
   Eb                           Cm
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
         F             Ab
With the London Boys
         F             Ab
With the London Boys
       Eb                      Ab
Youʼre only seventeen, but you think youʼve grown
       F                                  Eb
In the month youʼve been away from youʼre parentʼs home
    Bbm                Ab
You take the pills too much
    Db                          Ab
You donʼt give a damn about the job youʼve got
   Db                    B  E7   Gb    Fm   F
So long as your with the London Boys
      F                Dm
Ohh a London Boy, oo a London Boy
     Eb                      Cm
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy
  G                 Em
A London Boy, yes a London Boy
       F                           D
Youʼre crying out loud that your a London Boy
    A                  Gbm
You think youʼve had a lot of fun
        G                      Em
But you ainʼt got nothing your on the run
     E7                          Dbm
Itʼs too late now ʼcause youʼre out there boy
       Gb                   A
Youʼve got it made with the rest of the toys
E7                        Dbm
Now you wish youʼd never left your home
       Gb                             A
Youʼve got what you wanted but youʼre on your own
         Db     Gb     B
With the London Boys
Ab                 Db     Gb     B
Now youʼve met the London Boys
Ab                 Db     Gb     B
Now youʼve met the London Boys
Ab                 Db     Gb     B
Now youʼve met the London Boys