Chords for Charles Coborn, The man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo -1933 footage.
Tempo:
130.1 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Eb
Bbm
F
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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That's one of Charlie Coburn's songs.
What is Charlie [Ebm] Coburn's?
It is Charlie [Ab] Coburn's.
Sure, sir.
It is?
Sure, sir.
Here.
[Eb] Portia smiled upon me [Ab] as she never smiled before.
And I have [Bbm] now lost the money.
I'll [Eb] have a face in a dish.
I'm not a writer, I'm a dentist.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Ab] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[F] I could hear them sigh and wish that [Ab] I would see them [Db] wink the other eye.
As a man who [F] broke the bank at Monte Carlo.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Abm] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[Bbm] I could [F] hear them sigh and wish that I would see them wink the other eye.
As a man who broke the Monte Carlo.
[Ab]
I patronized the tables at the Monte Carlo Hill.
Till they hadn't got a shoe for a Christian or a new.
I then flew off to Paris for the charm of Mademoiselle [Eb] was a darling of me heart.
What can I do?
With my twenty tongues she swears that she's through.
[Ab] Now we did so well with that last chorus.
I'll sing you this one in French.
And I hope that you'll be good enough to follow me in the same language, won't you?
None of you are NaPo and Jean Perriand.
I want the real stuff.
Quand je me balade [Eb] au bois de Boulogne.
Le long des grands bouloirs.
Je m'attire sur les regards.
[Ab] On se grince et je me lave.
[Eb] Il y en a paris les blonds, les brunes.
Les [Ab] gens de l'endroit, la ramboine, les fous-de [Bbm]-gine.
Les fiches de la [Eb] banque à Monte [Ab] Carlo.
I'm speaking [Eb] of your [Ab] very best friend.
[Eb] But that's not French at all.
[Ab] Dear, you ought to be [Db] able to speak French.
Why?
[Ab] Do you remember that French bit [Eb] after all?
[Ab]
[Eb] That's the wickedest French I've ever heard in all my life.
I've sung many times in Paris, but I do not recognize the French accent tonight.
Now I'd like one more little chorus altogether for the last.
And don't let this be a bald-headed chorus.
Let there be hell on this chorus when you get there.
Are you all ready?
Here we go.
[Ab]
[Fm] [Eb]
[Ab] [F] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Db]
What is Charlie [Ebm] Coburn's?
It is Charlie [Ab] Coburn's.
Sure, sir.
It is?
Sure, sir.
Here.
[Eb] Portia smiled upon me [Ab] as she never smiled before.
And I have [Bbm] now lost the money.
I'll [Eb] have a face in a dish.
I'm not a writer, I'm a dentist.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Ab] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[F] I could hear them sigh and wish that [Ab] I would see them [Db] wink the other eye.
As a man who [F] broke the bank at Monte Carlo.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Abm] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[Bbm] I could [F] hear them sigh and wish that I would see them wink the other eye.
As a man who broke the Monte Carlo.
[Ab]
I patronized the tables at the Monte Carlo Hill.
Till they hadn't got a shoe for a Christian or a new.
I then flew off to Paris for the charm of Mademoiselle [Eb] was a darling of me heart.
What can I do?
With my twenty tongues she swears that she's through.
[Ab] Now we did so well with that last chorus.
I'll sing you this one in French.
And I hope that you'll be good enough to follow me in the same language, won't you?
None of you are NaPo and Jean Perriand.
I want the real stuff.
Quand je me balade [Eb] au bois de Boulogne.
Le long des grands bouloirs.
Je m'attire sur les regards.
[Ab] On se grince et je me lave.
[Eb] Il y en a paris les blonds, les brunes.
Les [Ab] gens de l'endroit, la ramboine, les fous-de [Bbm]-gine.
Les fiches de la [Eb] banque à Monte [Ab] Carlo.
I'm speaking [Eb] of your [Ab] very best friend.
[Eb] But that's not French at all.
[Ab] Dear, you ought to be [Db] able to speak French.
Why?
[Ab] Do you remember that French bit [Eb] after all?
[Ab]
[Eb] That's the wickedest French I've ever heard in all my life.
I've sung many times in Paris, but I do not recognize the French accent tonight.
Now I'd like one more little chorus altogether for the last.
And don't let this be a bald-headed chorus.
Let there be hell on this chorus when you get there.
Are you all ready?
Here we go.
[Ab]
[Fm] [Eb]
[Ab] [F] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Db]
Key:
Ab
Eb
Bbm
F
Db
Ab
Eb
Bbm
_ _ _ That's one of Charlie Coburn's songs.
What is Charlie [Ebm] Coburn's?
It is Charlie [Ab] Coburn's.
Sure, sir.
It is?
Sure, sir.
Here.
_ [Eb] Portia smiled upon me [Ab] as she never smiled before.
And I have [Bbm] now lost the money.
I'll [Eb] have a face in a dish.
I'm not a writer, I'm a dentist.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Ab] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[F] I could hear them sigh and wish that [Ab] I would see them [Db] wink the other eye.
As a man who [F] broke the bank at Monte Carlo.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Abm] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[Bbm] I could [F] _ _ hear them sigh and wish that I would see them wink the other eye.
As a man who broke the Monte Carlo.
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I patronized the tables at the Monte Carlo Hill.
Till they hadn't got a shoe for a Christian or a new.
I then flew off to Paris for the charm of Mademoiselle [Eb] was a darling of me heart.
What can I do?
With my twenty tongues she swears that she's through.
[Ab] Now we did so well with that last chorus.
I'll sing you this one in French.
And I hope that you'll be good enough to follow me in the same language, won't you?
_ None of you are NaPo and Jean Perriand.
I want the real stuff.
_ Quand je me balade [Eb] au bois de Boulogne.
Le long des grands bouloirs.
Je m'attire sur les regards.
[Ab] On se grince et je me lave.
[Eb] Il y en a paris les blonds, les brunes.
Les [Ab] gens de l'endroit, la ramboine, les fous-de [Bbm]-gine.
Les fiches de la [Eb] banque à Monte [Ab] Carlo.
I'm speaking [Eb] of your [Ab] very best friend. _
[Eb] But that's not French at all.
_ [Ab] Dear, you ought to be [Db] able to speak French.
Why?
[Ab] Do you remember that French bit [Eb] after all?
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] _ That's the wickedest French I've ever heard in all my life.
I've sung many times in Paris, but I do not recognize the French accent tonight.
Now I'd like one more little chorus altogether for the last.
And don't let this be a bald-headed chorus.
Let there be hell on this chorus when you get there.
Are you all ready?
Here we go. _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _
What is Charlie [Ebm] Coburn's?
It is Charlie [Ab] Coburn's.
Sure, sir.
It is?
Sure, sir.
Here.
_ [Eb] Portia smiled upon me [Ab] as she never smiled before.
And I have [Bbm] now lost the money.
I'll [Eb] have a face in a dish.
I'm not a writer, I'm a dentist.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Ab] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[F] I could hear them sigh and wish that [Ab] I would see them [Db] wink the other eye.
As a man who [F] broke the bank at Monte Carlo.
As I walk along the [Ab] boardwalk with an independent air.
[Eb] I can hear the girls [Abm] agrav.
It must be a millionaire.
[Bbm] I could [F] _ _ hear them sigh and wish that I would see them wink the other eye.
As a man who broke the Monte Carlo.
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I patronized the tables at the Monte Carlo Hill.
Till they hadn't got a shoe for a Christian or a new.
I then flew off to Paris for the charm of Mademoiselle [Eb] was a darling of me heart.
What can I do?
With my twenty tongues she swears that she's through.
[Ab] Now we did so well with that last chorus.
I'll sing you this one in French.
And I hope that you'll be good enough to follow me in the same language, won't you?
_ None of you are NaPo and Jean Perriand.
I want the real stuff.
_ Quand je me balade [Eb] au bois de Boulogne.
Le long des grands bouloirs.
Je m'attire sur les regards.
[Ab] On se grince et je me lave.
[Eb] Il y en a paris les blonds, les brunes.
Les [Ab] gens de l'endroit, la ramboine, les fous-de [Bbm]-gine.
Les fiches de la [Eb] banque à Monte [Ab] Carlo.
I'm speaking [Eb] of your [Ab] very best friend. _
[Eb] But that's not French at all.
_ [Ab] Dear, you ought to be [Db] able to speak French.
Why?
[Ab] Do you remember that French bit [Eb] after all?
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] _ That's the wickedest French I've ever heard in all my life.
I've sung many times in Paris, but I do not recognize the French accent tonight.
Now I'd like one more little chorus altogether for the last.
And don't let this be a bald-headed chorus.
Let there be hell on this chorus when you get there.
Are you all ready?
Here we go. _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _