Chords for Billy Franks Fulham Court @ The Troubadour
Tempo:
137.85 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
Em
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[G]
[Em]
[E]
[C]
[G]
Grey Monday morning, coughing and yawning, [D] as the first trains rattle by.
And [C] so slowly we, as counsel, escape from this [G] slumber.
Not the monstrosity that it's meant to be, [D] only its reputation gets worse.
[C] But at the town hall, [Dm] it's the dumping [D] ground of [G] the borrowed.
Hear the forgotten live together, all colors [Em] and cultures together.
And [C] something resembling [Am] harmony brings.
[D] Loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, but [G] there's no surrender.
And I [Em] could go on forever.
Here [C] a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
[D] Bodies lost in the constant struggle to get by.
[G] Abandoned cars, barely tuned guitars,
[D] screams from the underground.
You can still [C] run down sheds, trodden flowerbeds, [G] cobbled windows.
Broken swings that dam the winter grains.
[D] Forgotten till someone needs to be elected.
The [C] council's only tease, the shepherds who raise [G] uncollected.
And some of them are mine.
Hear the forgotten live together, all colors [Em] and cultures together.
And [C] something resembling [Am] harmony brings.
[D] And loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, [G] but there's no surrender.
And I [Em] could go on
[E] forever.
[C] Here a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
Bodies [D] lost in the constant struggle to get by.
[G]
[Em]
[C]
[G]
A little flourish?
[G]
[Em]
[E]
[C]
[G]
Grey Monday morning, coughing and yawning, [D] as the first trains rattle by.
And [C] so slowly we, as counsel, escape from this [G] slumber.
Not the monstrosity that it's meant to be, [D] only its reputation gets worse.
[C] But at the town hall, [Dm] it's the dumping [D] ground of [G] the borrowed.
Hear the forgotten live together, all colors [Em] and cultures together.
And [C] something resembling [Am] harmony brings.
[D] Loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, but [G] there's no surrender.
And I [Em] could go on forever.
Here [C] a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
[D] Bodies lost in the constant struggle to get by.
[G] Abandoned cars, barely tuned guitars,
[D] screams from the underground.
You can still [C] run down sheds, trodden flowerbeds, [G] cobbled windows.
Broken swings that dam the winter grains.
[D] Forgotten till someone needs to be elected.
The [C] council's only tease, the shepherds who raise [G] uncollected.
And some of them are mine.
Hear the forgotten live together, all colors [Em] and cultures together.
And [C] something resembling [Am] harmony brings.
[D] And loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, [G] but there's no surrender.
And I [Em] could go on
[E] forever.
[C] Here a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
Bodies [D] lost in the constant struggle to get by.
[G]
[Em]
[C]
[G]
A little flourish?
Key:
C
G
D
Em
Am
C
G
D
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Grey Monday _ morning, coughing and yawning, [D] as the first trains rattle by.
_ _ And [C] so slowly we, as counsel, escape from this [G] slumber. _ _ _
_ _ _ Not the _ _ monstrosity that it's meant to be, [D] only its _ reputation gets worse.
_ _ [C] But at the town hall, [Dm] it's the dumping [D] ground of [G] the _ _ borrowed.
_ _ Hear the forgotten live _ _ _ together, all colors [Em] and cultures _ _ _ together.
_ And [C] something _ resembling [Am] harmony brings. _
[D] _ _ Loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, but [G] there's no _ _ _ surrender.
And I [Em] could go on _ _ _ forever.
_ Here [C] a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
[D] Bodies lost in the constant struggle to get by.
[G] _ Abandoned cars, barely tuned guitars, _ _
[D] screams from the underground.
You can still _ _ [C] run down sheds, trodden _ _ flowerbeds, [G] cobbled windows.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Broken swings that dam the winter grains.
[D] Forgotten till someone needs to be elected.
_ The [C] council's only tease, the shepherds who raise _ [G] uncollected.
_ And some of them are mine.
Hear the forgotten _ live _ _ together, all colors [Em] and cultures _ _ together.
_ And [C] something _ resembling [Am] harmony _ brings.
[D] And loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, [G] but there's no _ _ _ surrender.
And I [Em] could go on _
_ [E] forever.
_ [C] Here a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
Bodies [D] lost in the constant struggle to get _ by.
[G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A little flourish? _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Grey Monday _ morning, coughing and yawning, [D] as the first trains rattle by.
_ _ And [C] so slowly we, as counsel, escape from this [G] slumber. _ _ _
_ _ _ Not the _ _ monstrosity that it's meant to be, [D] only its _ reputation gets worse.
_ _ [C] But at the town hall, [Dm] it's the dumping [D] ground of [G] the _ _ borrowed.
_ _ Hear the forgotten live _ _ _ together, all colors [Em] and cultures _ _ _ together.
_ And [C] something _ resembling [Am] harmony brings. _
[D] _ _ Loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, but [G] there's no _ _ _ surrender.
And I [Em] could go on _ _ _ forever.
_ Here [C] a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
[D] Bodies lost in the constant struggle to get by.
[G] _ Abandoned cars, barely tuned guitars, _ _
[D] screams from the underground.
You can still _ _ [C] run down sheds, trodden _ _ flowerbeds, [G] cobbled windows.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Broken swings that dam the winter grains.
[D] Forgotten till someone needs to be elected.
_ The [C] council's only tease, the shepherds who raise _ [G] uncollected.
_ And some of them are mine.
Hear the forgotten _ live _ _ together, all colors [Em] and cultures _ _ together.
_ And [C] something _ resembling [Am] harmony _ brings.
[D] And loyalty hangs on by the skin of its teeth, [G] but there's no _ _ _ surrender.
And I [Em] could go on _
_ [E] forever.
_ [C] Here a troubled world is [Am] dismissed with a sigh.
Bodies [D] lost in the constant struggle to get _ by.
[G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A little flourish? _ _ _ _