The Killing Of Georgie Chords by Rod Stewart
Tempo:
98.25 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Fm
Cm
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] [Eb] [Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] Oh yeah,
[Eb] [Bb]
in these days of changing waves, so-called liberated [Eb] days, a story comes to mind [Bb] of a friend of mine.
George, a boy, was gay, I guess, nothing more or nothing [Eb] less, the kindest guy I [Bb] ever knew.
His mother's tears fell in vain, the afternoon George tried to [Eb] explain that he needed love like [Bb] all the rest.
Paul said, there must be a mistake, how can my son not be straight, [Eb] after all I've said and done [Bb] for him?
[Eb] [Bb]
Leaving home on a greyhound bus, cast out by the ones he loves, [Eb] a victim of these gay days [Bb] it seems.
He's too young to be [Eb] one of us.
[Bb]
George, he went to New York town, where he quickly settled [Eb] down and soon became the toast of the great [Bb] white wave.
Accepted by Manhattan's elite, in all the places that were chic, [Eb] no party was complete [Bb] without George.
Along the boulevards he [Dm] grew, and all the old queens who [Eb] abused, everybody loved [Bb] George, boy.
[Eb] [Bb]
Last time I saw George alive was in the summer of 75, [Eb] he said he was in love, I [Bb] said I'm pleased.
George attended the opening night of another Broadway [Eb] height that split before the final [Bb] curtain fell.
Deciding to take a shortcut home, on and on, they meant no [Eb] wrong, a gentle breeze blew down Fifth [Bb]
Avenue.
[Eb] [Bb]
Out of a dark inside street came a New Jersey gang with just one [Eb] aim, to roll some innocent [Bb]
passerby.
There into the pitful fight, screams flung out in the [Eb] night, George is headed a sidewalk [Bb]
cornerstone.
A leather kid, a Swiss blade knife, did not intend to take his [Eb] life, he just pushed his luck a little too [Bb] far that night.
The sight of blood dispersed the gang, a crowd gathered, the police [Eb] came, an ambulance screamed to a halt, [Bb] on 53rd and 3rd.
[Eb] [Bb]
George's life ended there, but I ask who really cares?
[Cm] George once said to me, [Bb] and I quote, he said never wait or [Gm] hesitate, [Bb]
get in gear before it's too late.
[Cm] You may never get another [Bb]
chance, cause youth's a mask but it [Gm] don't [Bb] last, live it long and live [Eb] it fast.
George was a [Bb] friend of mine.
[Gm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Db]
[Eb] Oh [Bb]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Cm] George [Fm] stay, [Bb]
[Ab] don't go [Eb] away.
George if [Fm] we stay, [Ab]
you take [Bb] our [Eb] breath away.
Oh George [Fm] stay, [Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] don't [Eb] go away.
George if [Fm] we stay, [Bb]
you take [Eb] our breath away.
Oh George [Fm] stay, [Bb]
[Eb] don't go away.
[Fm] George if we stay, [Bb]
you take [Eb] our breath away.
[Fm]
[Bb]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] Oh yeah,
[Eb] [Bb]
in these days of changing waves, so-called liberated [Eb] days, a story comes to mind [Bb] of a friend of mine.
George, a boy, was gay, I guess, nothing more or nothing [Eb] less, the kindest guy I [Bb] ever knew.
His mother's tears fell in vain, the afternoon George tried to [Eb] explain that he needed love like [Bb] all the rest.
Paul said, there must be a mistake, how can my son not be straight, [Eb] after all I've said and done [Bb] for him?
[Eb] [Bb]
Leaving home on a greyhound bus, cast out by the ones he loves, [Eb] a victim of these gay days [Bb] it seems.
He's too young to be [Eb] one of us.
[Bb]
George, he went to New York town, where he quickly settled [Eb] down and soon became the toast of the great [Bb] white wave.
Accepted by Manhattan's elite, in all the places that were chic, [Eb] no party was complete [Bb] without George.
Along the boulevards he [Dm] grew, and all the old queens who [Eb] abused, everybody loved [Bb] George, boy.
[Eb] [Bb]
Last time I saw George alive was in the summer of 75, [Eb] he said he was in love, I [Bb] said I'm pleased.
George attended the opening night of another Broadway [Eb] height that split before the final [Bb] curtain fell.
Deciding to take a shortcut home, on and on, they meant no [Eb] wrong, a gentle breeze blew down Fifth [Bb]
Avenue.
[Eb] [Bb]
Out of a dark inside street came a New Jersey gang with just one [Eb] aim, to roll some innocent [Bb]
passerby.
There into the pitful fight, screams flung out in the [Eb] night, George is headed a sidewalk [Bb]
cornerstone.
A leather kid, a Swiss blade knife, did not intend to take his [Eb] life, he just pushed his luck a little too [Bb] far that night.
The sight of blood dispersed the gang, a crowd gathered, the police [Eb] came, an ambulance screamed to a halt, [Bb] on 53rd and 3rd.
[Eb] [Bb]
George's life ended there, but I ask who really cares?
[Cm] George once said to me, [Bb] and I quote, he said never wait or [Gm] hesitate, [Bb]
get in gear before it's too late.
[Cm] You may never get another [Bb]
chance, cause youth's a mask but it [Gm] don't [Bb] last, live it long and live [Eb] it fast.
George was a [Bb] friend of mine.
[Gm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Db]
[Eb] Oh [Bb]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Cm] George [Fm] stay, [Bb]
[Ab] don't go [Eb] away.
George if [Fm] we stay, [Ab]
you take [Bb] our [Eb] breath away.
Oh George [Fm] stay, [Bb]
[Eb] [Ab] don't [Eb] go away.
George if [Fm] we stay, [Bb]
you take [Eb] our breath away.
Oh George [Fm] stay, [Bb]
[Eb] don't go away.
[Fm] George if we stay, [Bb]
you take [Eb] our breath away.
[Fm]
[Bb]
Key:
Bb
Eb
Fm
Cm
Ab
Bb
Eb
Fm
[Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _
[Bb] Oh yeah, _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ in these days of changing waves, so-called liberated [Eb] days, a story comes to mind [Bb] of a friend of mine. _
_ George, a boy, was gay, I guess, nothing more or nothing [Eb] less, the kindest guy I [Bb] ever knew. _
_ His mother's tears fell in vain, the afternoon George tried to [Eb] explain that he needed love like [Bb] all the rest.
_ Paul said, there must be a mistake, how can my son not be straight, [Eb] after all I've said and done [Bb] for him? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ Leaving home on a greyhound bus, cast out by the ones he loves, [Eb] a victim of these gay days [Bb] it seems.
_ He's too young to be [Eb] one _ of us.
[Bb] _
_ _ George, he went to New York town, where he quickly settled [Eb] down and soon became the toast of the great [Bb] white wave.
_ _ Accepted by Manhattan's elite, in all the places that were chic, [Eb] no party was complete [Bb] without George.
_ _ Along the boulevards he [Dm] grew, and all the old queens who [Eb] abused, everybody loved [Bb] George, boy.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ Last time I saw George alive was in the summer of 75, [Eb] he said he was in love, I [Bb] said I'm pleased.
_ _ George attended the opening night of another Broadway [Eb] height that split before the final [Bb] curtain fell.
_ _ Deciding to take a shortcut home, on and on, they meant no [Eb] wrong, a gentle breeze blew down Fifth [Bb]
Avenue. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Out of a dark inside street came a New Jersey gang with just one [Eb] aim, to roll some innocent _ [Bb] _
passerby.
_ There into the pitful fight, screams flung out in the [Eb] night, George is headed a sidewalk [Bb]
cornerstone.
_ A leather kid, a Swiss blade knife, did not intend to take his [Eb] life, he just pushed his luck a little too [Bb] far that night.
_ The sight of blood dispersed the gang, a crowd gathered, the police [Eb] came, an ambulance screamed to a halt, [Bb] on 53rd and 3rd. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ George's life ended there, but I ask who really cares?
[Cm] George once said to me, [Bb] and I quote, _ _ he said never wait or [Gm] hesitate, [Bb]
get in gear before it's too late.
[Cm] You may never get another [Bb]
chance, _ cause youth's a mask but it [Gm] don't [Bb] last, live it long and live [Eb] it fast.
George was a [Bb] friend of mine.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Eb] _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] Oh [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] George [Fm] stay, _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [Ab] don't go [Eb] _ away. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ George if [Fm] we stay, _ _ _ _ _ [Ab]
you take [Bb] our [Eb] breath away. _
_ _ _ _ _ Oh George [Fm] stay, _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [Eb] [Ab] don't [Eb] go away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ George if [Fm] we stay, _ _ _ _ _ [Bb]
you take [Eb] our breath away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh George [Fm] stay, _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ don't go _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ away.
[Fm] George if we stay, _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
you take [Eb] our breath away. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _
[Bb] Oh yeah, _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ in these days of changing waves, so-called liberated [Eb] days, a story comes to mind [Bb] of a friend of mine. _
_ George, a boy, was gay, I guess, nothing more or nothing [Eb] less, the kindest guy I [Bb] ever knew. _
_ His mother's tears fell in vain, the afternoon George tried to [Eb] explain that he needed love like [Bb] all the rest.
_ Paul said, there must be a mistake, how can my son not be straight, [Eb] after all I've said and done [Bb] for him? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ Leaving home on a greyhound bus, cast out by the ones he loves, [Eb] a victim of these gay days [Bb] it seems.
_ He's too young to be [Eb] one _ of us.
[Bb] _
_ _ George, he went to New York town, where he quickly settled [Eb] down and soon became the toast of the great [Bb] white wave.
_ _ Accepted by Manhattan's elite, in all the places that were chic, [Eb] no party was complete [Bb] without George.
_ _ Along the boulevards he [Dm] grew, and all the old queens who [Eb] abused, everybody loved [Bb] George, boy.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ Last time I saw George alive was in the summer of 75, [Eb] he said he was in love, I [Bb] said I'm pleased.
_ _ George attended the opening night of another Broadway [Eb] height that split before the final [Bb] curtain fell.
_ _ Deciding to take a shortcut home, on and on, they meant no [Eb] wrong, a gentle breeze blew down Fifth [Bb]
Avenue. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Out of a dark inside street came a New Jersey gang with just one [Eb] aim, to roll some innocent _ [Bb] _
passerby.
_ There into the pitful fight, screams flung out in the [Eb] night, George is headed a sidewalk [Bb]
cornerstone.
_ A leather kid, a Swiss blade knife, did not intend to take his [Eb] life, he just pushed his luck a little too [Bb] far that night.
_ The sight of blood dispersed the gang, a crowd gathered, the police [Eb] came, an ambulance screamed to a halt, [Bb] on 53rd and 3rd. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ George's life ended there, but I ask who really cares?
[Cm] George once said to me, [Bb] and I quote, _ _ he said never wait or [Gm] hesitate, [Bb]
get in gear before it's too late.
[Cm] You may never get another [Bb]
chance, _ cause youth's a mask but it [Gm] don't [Bb] last, live it long and live [Eb] it fast.
George was a [Bb] friend of mine.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Eb] _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] Oh [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] George [Fm] stay, _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [Ab] don't go [Eb] _ away. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ George if [Fm] we stay, _ _ _ _ _ [Ab]
you take [Bb] our [Eb] breath away. _
_ _ _ _ _ Oh George [Fm] stay, _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ [Eb] [Ab] don't [Eb] go away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ George if [Fm] we stay, _ _ _ _ _ [Bb]
you take [Eb] our breath away. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh George [Fm] stay, _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Eb] _ don't go _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ away.
[Fm] George if we stay, _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
you take [Eb] our breath away. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _