Chords for The Smiths - Frankly Mr. Shankly (early demo)
Tempo:
112.2 bpm
Chords used:
B
A
C#
C#m
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [A] Frankly, Mr Shankly, [C#m] this position I've [F#] held, [C#] it paves my [B] way and it corrodes my soul.
I want [A] to leave, [C#m] you will not miss me.
[B] I want [C#] to go down [F#] in musical [A] history.
[E]
[G#] [A] Frankly, [C#m] Mr Shankly, I'm a tumulus [B] wreck.
I've got [C#] the 21st [B] century breathing down my neck.
[G#] I must [A] move fast, [C#m] you understand me.
[B] [C#] I want to go down [B] in celluloid [A] history.
Mr [B] Shankly, [E]
[B] [G]
[E]
[B] [A] [B] [G]
[E] [A] fame, fame, [C#] fame, fame, fame, can play hideous tricks on [E] the brain.
But [B] still I'd rather be [C#m] famed than righteous or [C#] holy, and a day, and a day, [A] and a day.
[E]
[A] But sometimes I feel [C#m] more fulfilled [C#] than making Christmas [B] cards with a memory ill.
I [A] want to live, I [C#m] want to love, I [C#] want to do something that I might [A] be ashamed [B] of.
[E] [B] Frankly, Mr [C#m] Shankly, this position I've held, [C#] it paves my way and it corrodes [B] my soul.
[A] I didn't realize [C#m] that you love poetry.
[C#] I didn't realize you wrote [B] such [A] bloody awful poetry.
Mr [E] Shankly, frankly, [A] Mr [C#m] Shankly, did you [B] ask?
[C#] You were a fratulent [B] pain in the ass.
[G#m] I do [A] not mean to [C#] be so rude.
[B] Still [C#] I must speak [B] frankly, Mr [A] Shankly.
[E]
[N]
I want [A] to leave, [C#m] you will not miss me.
[B] I want [C#] to go down [F#] in musical [A] history.
[E]
[G#] [A] Frankly, [C#m] Mr Shankly, I'm a tumulus [B] wreck.
I've got [C#] the 21st [B] century breathing down my neck.
[G#] I must [A] move fast, [C#m] you understand me.
[B] [C#] I want to go down [B] in celluloid [A] history.
Mr [B] Shankly, [E]
[B] [G]
[E]
[B] [A] [B] [G]
[E] [A] fame, fame, [C#] fame, fame, fame, can play hideous tricks on [E] the brain.
But [B] still I'd rather be [C#m] famed than righteous or [C#] holy, and a day, and a day, [A] and a day.
[E]
[A] But sometimes I feel [C#m] more fulfilled [C#] than making Christmas [B] cards with a memory ill.
I [A] want to live, I [C#m] want to love, I [C#] want to do something that I might [A] be ashamed [B] of.
[E] [B] Frankly, Mr [C#m] Shankly, this position I've held, [C#] it paves my way and it corrodes [B] my soul.
[A] I didn't realize [C#m] that you love poetry.
[C#] I didn't realize you wrote [B] such [A] bloody awful poetry.
Mr [E] Shankly, frankly, [A] Mr [C#m] Shankly, did you [B] ask?
[C#] You were a fratulent [B] pain in the ass.
[G#m] I do [A] not mean to [C#] be so rude.
[B] Still [C#] I must speak [B] frankly, Mr [A] Shankly.
[E]
[N]
Key:
B
A
C#
C#m
E
B
A
C#
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] Frankly, Mr Shankly, [C#m] this position I've [F#] held, [C#] it paves my [B] way and it corrodes my soul.
I want [A] to leave, [C#m] you will not miss me.
[B] I want [C#] to go down [F#] in musical [A] history.
_ _ [E] _ _
_ [G#] _ [A] Frankly, [C#m] Mr Shankly, I'm a tumulus [B] wreck.
I've got [C#] the 21st [B] century breathing down my neck.
[G#] I must [A] move fast, [C#m] you understand me.
[B] [C#] I want to go down [B] in celluloid [A] history.
Mr [B] Shankly, [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] fame, fame, [C#] fame, fame, _ fame, can play hideous tricks on [E] the brain.
But [B] still I'd rather be [C#m] famed than righteous or [C#] holy, and a day, and a day, [A] and a day.
_ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] But sometimes I feel [C#m] more fulfilled _ [C#] than making Christmas [B] cards with a memory ill.
I [A] want to live, I [C#m] want to love, I [C#] want to do something that I might [A] be ashamed [B] of.
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] Frankly, Mr [C#m] Shankly, this position I've held, [C#] it paves my way and it corrodes [B] my soul.
[A] I didn't realize [C#m] that you love poetry.
[C#] I didn't realize you wrote [B] such [A] bloody awful poetry.
Mr [E] Shankly, _ frankly, _ [A] Mr [C#m] Shankly, did you [B] ask?
[C#] You were a fratulent [B] pain in the ass.
[G#m] I do [A] not mean to [C#] be so rude.
[B] Still [C#] I must speak [B] frankly, Mr [A] Shankly.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I want [A] to leave, [C#m] you will not miss me.
[B] I want [C#] to go down [F#] in musical [A] history.
_ _ [E] _ _
_ [G#] _ [A] Frankly, [C#m] Mr Shankly, I'm a tumulus [B] wreck.
I've got [C#] the 21st [B] century breathing down my neck.
[G#] I must [A] move fast, [C#m] you understand me.
[B] [C#] I want to go down [B] in celluloid [A] history.
Mr [B] Shankly, [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] fame, fame, [C#] fame, fame, _ fame, can play hideous tricks on [E] the brain.
But [B] still I'd rather be [C#m] famed than righteous or [C#] holy, and a day, and a day, [A] and a day.
_ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] But sometimes I feel [C#m] more fulfilled _ [C#] than making Christmas [B] cards with a memory ill.
I [A] want to live, I [C#m] want to love, I [C#] want to do something that I might [A] be ashamed [B] of.
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] Frankly, Mr [C#m] Shankly, this position I've held, [C#] it paves my way and it corrodes [B] my soul.
[A] I didn't realize [C#m] that you love poetry.
[C#] I didn't realize you wrote [B] such [A] bloody awful poetry.
Mr [E] Shankly, _ frankly, _ [A] Mr [C#m] Shankly, did you [B] ask?
[C#] You were a fratulent [B] pain in the ass.
[G#m] I do [A] not mean to [C#] be so rude.
[B] Still [C#] I must speak [B] frankly, Mr [A] Shankly.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _