Chords for Sweeney Todd 2014 - Pretty Women
Tempo:
96.575 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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And what may I do for you, sir?
stylish trimming of the hair.
You see, sir, a man infatuates with love,
Her ardent and eager slave.
lend me a more seductive tone,
first, sir, I think A shave!
[F] The [C] closest I ever came!
Ba-dum-bum-bum, bum-bum, ba-da-dum, bum-bum, ba-dum
stylish trimming of the hair.
You see, sir, a man infatuates with love,
Her ardent and eager slave.
lend me a more seductive tone,
first, sir, I think A shave!
[F] The [C] closest I ever came!
Ba-dum-bum-bum, bum-bum, ba-da-dum, bum-bum, ba-dum
100% ➙ 97BPM
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And what may I do for you, sir?
_ _ A stylish trimming of the hair.
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_ _ You see, sir, a man infatuates with love,
Her ardent and eager slave.
So fetch the pomade and pomace stone,
And lend me a more seductive tone,
A sprinkling, perhaps, of French cologne.
But first, sir, I think_ A shave! _ _
_ [F] _ The [C] closest I ever came!
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Ba-dum-bum-bum, bum-bum, ba-da-dum, bum-bum, ba-dum
Ba-da-dum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
_ Ba-da-dum, bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
Ba-da-dum, bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
Ba-da-dum, bum-bum
You're in a merry mood today, Mr.
Todd.
_ [Bb] Tis your delight, sir, [Am] catching [D] fire
From one man to [Dm] the next.
[C] Tis true, sir, [Am] love can still inspire
The [Gm] blood to pound the [Am] heartly fire.
What [G] more can man require [F] than love, _ sir?
What, sir?
Women.
Ah, yes, women.
Pretty women.
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[D] Now then, [Am] _ _ [A] _ [C] my dear, now [D] to your purpose.
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_ [D] Patience, [A] enjoy it. _
Revenge can't be taken [G] in haste.
Vacation, if we wait, you'll be [A] commended, sir. My lord!
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And who may it be said is your intended, sir?
[G] My lord!
[A] _ And pretty [C] as a rosebud.
[D] As pretty [C] as her mother.
What?
[G] What was that?
Oh, nothing, sir, nothing, nothing.
May we proceed? _ _ _ _
_ Pretty women, _ _ fascinating, _ [G] sipping coffee, _ [D] _ _ [Em] dancing.
[Am] Pretty women _ [D] are a wonder.
Pretty [A] women, _ _ _ _ [Bm] sitting in the aisle, _ _ _ [D] standing on the [Dm] stair.
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[C] Something in them [A] _ _ cheers the [Am] air.
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Pretty women, _ _ silhouetted, stay [G] within [D] you.
_ [B] Dancing, [Am]
stay forever, breathing [D] lightly.
[A] Pretty women, _ pretty women, blowing out candles.
_ [D] Homing out [F] there, _ _ even [C] [Em] when they [A] leave you and vanish, they [Eb] still _ [Eb] are [C] there.
There, there, you [G] are pretty women.
At their mirrors, in their gardens, [Bb] letter-writing, flower-picking, weather [G]-watching, how they make [D] a man [Em] sing.
Proof of heaven [C] as you're living.
[D] Pretty women, [B] sir, pretty women, yes, pretty women, oh, pretty women.
_ [Ab] _ Joanna [C] marries me Sunday, everything's set, we leave June.
June!
There is indeed a higher power to warn me thus in time.
Joanna, alope with you, deceiving slut.
I'll lock her in some obscure retreat, where neither you or any other vile, corrupting youth will ever lay eyes on her again.
But sir, I_
I'll dance for you, papa.
It is all too clear, the [Eb] company you keep.
Service them well and hold their custom, for you'll have none of mine.
_ _ _ _ _ Mr.
_ _ A stylish trimming of the hair.
_ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ You see, sir, a man infatuates with love,
Her ardent and eager slave.
So fetch the pomade and pomace stone,
And lend me a more seductive tone,
A sprinkling, perhaps, of French cologne.
But first, sir, I think_ A shave! _ _
_ [F] _ The [C] closest I ever came!
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Ba-dum-bum-bum, bum-bum, ba-da-dum, bum-bum, ba-dum
Ba-da-dum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
_ Ba-da-dum, bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
Ba-da-dum, bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
Ba-da-dum, bum-bum
You're in a merry mood today, Mr.
Todd.
_ [Bb] Tis your delight, sir, [Am] catching [D] fire
From one man to [Dm] the next.
[C] Tis true, sir, [Am] love can still inspire
The [Gm] blood to pound the [Am] heartly fire.
What [G] more can man require [F] than love, _ sir?
What, sir?
Women.
Ah, yes, women.
Pretty women.
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[D] Now then, [Am] _ _ [A] _ [C] my dear, now [D] to your purpose.
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_ [D] Patience, [A] enjoy it. _
Revenge can't be taken [G] in haste.
Vacation, if we wait, you'll be [A] commended, sir. My lord!
_ _ [D] _
And who may it be said is your intended, sir?
[G] My lord!
[A] _ And pretty [C] as a rosebud.
[D] As pretty [C] as her mother.
What?
[G] What was that?
Oh, nothing, sir, nothing, nothing.
May we proceed? _ _ _ _
_ Pretty women, _ _ fascinating, _ [G] sipping coffee, _ [D] _ _ [Em] dancing.
[Am] Pretty women _ [D] are a wonder.
Pretty [A] women, _ _ _ _ [Bm] sitting in the aisle, _ _ _ [D] standing on the [Dm] stair.
_ [F] _
[C] Something in them [A] _ _ cheers the [Am] air.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
Pretty women, _ _ silhouetted, stay [G] within [D] you.
_ [B] Dancing, [Am]
stay forever, breathing [D] lightly.
[A] Pretty women, _ pretty women, blowing out candles.
_ [D] Homing out [F] there, _ _ even [C] [Em] when they [A] leave you and vanish, they [Eb] still _ [Eb] are [C] there.
There, there, you [G] are pretty women.
At their mirrors, in their gardens, [Bb] letter-writing, flower-picking, weather [G]-watching, how they make [D] a man [Em] sing.
Proof of heaven [C] as you're living.
[D] Pretty women, [B] sir, pretty women, yes, pretty women, oh, pretty women.
_ [Ab] _ Joanna [C] marries me Sunday, everything's set, we leave June.
June!
There is indeed a higher power to warn me thus in time.
Joanna, alope with you, deceiving slut.
I'll lock her in some obscure retreat, where neither you or any other vile, corrupting youth will ever lay eyes on her again.
But sir, I_
I'll dance for you, papa.
It is all too clear, the [Eb] company you keep.
Service them well and hold their custom, for you'll have none of mine.
_ _ _ _ _ Mr.