Bitter Fingers Chords by Elton John

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_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm going on [E] this circuit, _ _ [F#m] I'm doing all [A] the [Bm] clubs
_ And I really need [E] a song, boys, [A] to stir those workers [D] up
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And get their wives to [E] sing it with me, _ [F#m] _
just like in the [A] _ _ [Bm] _
pubs
[F#m] When I [D] work the good old [E] pubs instead of me
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_ [A] Or could you knock [E] a line or two _ [F#m] _ together for a [A] friend
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_ _ [F#m] Send a man or two [E] and do a sin _ [A] _ with a happy [D] _
end
_ [A] And we need a tune [E] to open _ [F#m] our season at [A] South [Bm] End
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[D] Joe, can [Bm] you [E] help us?
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ This hoppy, rotten, [C] solid band [G] of fingers
[C] Some of the [Em] groups don't [Am] really tell you [F] why
Those who die hard eat [C] their last sweet [G] scraps
And every [C] rap that keeps my face hollow, [Am] call it lies
[Dm] _ It seems to [C] me a change in rhythm that you [F] needed
_ To drive that lot [C] to 90 dollars a [F] week
So hold on, there's [C] rockin' hot sauce
To fill up fingers never [E] stop
A-flamin' sauce, [G#] a-flamin' sauce _
[A] I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ like the warm blue [E] flame, _ _
[F#m] the hazy heated [A] _ brains
[Bm] It [D] loosens up [A] the muscles and forces you to [D] sing _
[Bm] You know [A] it's just another hit and [E] run [A] from the Tin Pan Alley [D] _ Twins _
_ [A] There's a chance [E] that one day _
[F#m] you might write [A] a stand-in, lads
[Bm] So [D] turn them out [E] big and fast, [A] I'm willing to [D] pat your _ backs _
[A] _ Cause we need [E] what we can get, [F#m] the launching hour [A] _ doesn't last
_ [Bm] [F#m] Oh, _ _ [D] _ _
when [E] you're workin' [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ it's hard to write [C] a song within _
_ Some of the groups [Am] don't really tell you [F] why
Those who die hard [C] eat their last sweet scraps
And every rap that keeps my face [Am] hollow, call it lies
[Dm] _ It seems to me [C] a change in rhythm that you [F] needed
_ To drive [C] that lot to 90 dollars a [F] week
So hold on, [C] there's rockin' hot sauce
To fill up fingers never stop
[E] A-flamin' sauce, a-flamin' sauce
[F] _ I like [C] the warm blue flame, _ _ the [Em] hazy heated brains
Some of the groups don't really [Am] tell you why
[F] _ Those who die hard [C] eat their last sweet scraps
[G] And [C] every rap that keeps my face [G] hollow, [Am] call it lies
[Dm] _ It seems to me [C] a change in rhythm that you [F] needed
_ To drive that lot [C] to 90 dollars a [F] week
So hold on, [C] there's rockin' hot sauce
To fill up fingers never stop
[E] A-flamin' sauce, a [G#]-flamin' sauce
A [F]-flamin' _ _ [C] sauce _ _ _
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[Dm] A _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ -flamin' _
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sauce _ _ _ _ _ _ _