Funeral Tango Chords by Scott Walker
Tempo:
114.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Em
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Em] [Dm]
[F] [G] Oh, [C] I can see them now, clutching a [F] handkerchief, [Fm] and blowing me [G] a kiss, discreetly [C] asking [Em] how.
[C] How come he died so young, or was he [F] very old?
[Fm] Is the body [G] still warm, is it [E] already cold?
[F#] All doors are [Am] open wide, they grope [Em] around inside [C] my desk, my [F] drawers, my trunk, there's nothing [Em] left to hide.
Some love [A] letters are there, and an old [Dm] photograph, they've laid my [G] poor soul bare, and all they do [C] is laugh.
[Em]
[C] Oh, I can see them all, so formal [F] and so stiff, [Fm] like a [G] sergeant at arms at a [C] policeman's ball.
And everybody's pushing to be the [F] first in line, [Fm] their hearts upon [F] their sleeves [G] like a ten cent [E] valentine.
[D#m] The old women are there, too old to give [Em] a damn, [C] they've brought [F] along the kids who don't know [Em] who I am.
They're thinking [A] about the price of my funeral [Dm] bouquet, but their thinking [G] isn't nice, for now they'll [C] have to pay.
[Em]
[C] Oh, I see all of you, all of my [F] phony friends, who can't [Fm] wait till it ends, [G] who can't [C] wait till it's [G] through.
[C] Oh, I see all of you, you've been laughing [F] all these years, now all that you have left are [G] a few [E] crocodile tears.
[F#] Ah, you don't [Am] even know that you're entering [Em] your hell, as [C] you leave my [F] cemetery.
[Fm] You think you're doing [C] well with that one who's at your side, [F#] you're as proud as you [Dm] can be.
Ah, she's going to make you [F] cry, but not [G] the way you cried [C] for me.
Ha [D#] ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
Oh, I can see me now, so cold and [F] so alone, as the flowers [G] slowly die in my field [C] of little [Em] bones.
[C] Oh, I can see me now, I can see me [F] at the end of this voyage that I'm on, without a love, [E] without a friend.
Now [Am] all this that I see, is not what I [Em] deserve, [Gm] they really have [F] a nerve [Fm] to say these [C] things to me.
No girls, just bread and water, and [D#] your money you must [Dm] save, for there'll be nothing left for us, when [G] you're dead and in your [C] grave.
Ha ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
[F] [G] Oh, [C] I can see them now, clutching a [F] handkerchief, [Fm] and blowing me [G] a kiss, discreetly [C] asking [Em] how.
[C] How come he died so young, or was he [F] very old?
[Fm] Is the body [G] still warm, is it [E] already cold?
[F#] All doors are [Am] open wide, they grope [Em] around inside [C] my desk, my [F] drawers, my trunk, there's nothing [Em] left to hide.
Some love [A] letters are there, and an old [Dm] photograph, they've laid my [G] poor soul bare, and all they do [C] is laugh.
[Em]
[C] Oh, I can see them all, so formal [F] and so stiff, [Fm] like a [G] sergeant at arms at a [C] policeman's ball.
And everybody's pushing to be the [F] first in line, [Fm] their hearts upon [F] their sleeves [G] like a ten cent [E] valentine.
[D#m] The old women are there, too old to give [Em] a damn, [C] they've brought [F] along the kids who don't know [Em] who I am.
They're thinking [A] about the price of my funeral [Dm] bouquet, but their thinking [G] isn't nice, for now they'll [C] have to pay.
[Em]
[C] Oh, I see all of you, all of my [F] phony friends, who can't [Fm] wait till it ends, [G] who can't [C] wait till it's [G] through.
[C] Oh, I see all of you, you've been laughing [F] all these years, now all that you have left are [G] a few [E] crocodile tears.
[F#] Ah, you don't [Am] even know that you're entering [Em] your hell, as [C] you leave my [F] cemetery.
[Fm] You think you're doing [C] well with that one who's at your side, [F#] you're as proud as you [Dm] can be.
Ah, she's going to make you [F] cry, but not [G] the way you cried [C] for me.
Ha [D#] ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
Oh, I can see me now, so cold and [F] so alone, as the flowers [G] slowly die in my field [C] of little [Em] bones.
[C] Oh, I can see me now, I can see me [F] at the end of this voyage that I'm on, without a love, [E] without a friend.
Now [Am] all this that I see, is not what I [Em] deserve, [Gm] they really have [F] a nerve [Fm] to say these [C] things to me.
No girls, just bread and water, and [D#] your money you must [Dm] save, for there'll be nothing left for us, when [G] you're dead and in your [C] grave.
Ha ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
Key:
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_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _ [Dm] _ _
_ [F] _ _ [G] Oh, _ [C] I can see them now, clutching a [F] handkerchief, [Fm] and blowing me [G] a kiss, _ discreetly [C] asking [Em] how.
_ [C] _ How come he died so young, or was he [F] very old?
[Fm] Is the body [G] still warm, is it [E] already cold?
_ _ _ [F#] All doors are [Am] open wide, they grope [Em] around inside [C] my desk, my [F] drawers, my trunk, there's nothing [Em] left to hide.
Some love [A] letters are there, and an old [Dm] photograph, they've laid my [G] poor soul bare, and all they do [C] is laugh.
[Em] _
_ [C] _ _ _ Oh, I can see them all, so formal [F] and so stiff, [Fm] like a [G] sergeant at arms at a [C] policeman's ball. _
_ _ And everybody's pushing to be the [F] first in line, [Fm] their hearts upon [F] their sleeves [G] like a ten cent [E] _ valentine.
_ _ [D#m] The old women are there, too old to give [Em] a damn, [C] they've brought [F] along the kids who don't know [Em] who I am.
They're thinking [A] about the price of my funeral [Dm] bouquet, but their thinking [G] isn't nice, for now they'll [C] have to pay.
[Em] _
_ [C] _ Oh, I see all of you, all of my [F] phony friends, who can't [Fm] wait till it ends, [G] who can't [C] wait till it's [G] through.
_ _ [C] Oh, I see all of you, you've been laughing [F] all these years, now all that you have left are [G] a few [E] crocodile tears.
_ [F#] _ Ah, you don't [Am] even know that you're entering [Em] your hell, as [C] you leave my [F] cemetery.
[Fm] You think you're doing [C] well with that one who's at your side, [F#] you're as proud as you [Dm] can be.
Ah, she's going to make you [F] cry, but not [G] the way you cried [C] for me.
Ha [D#] ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
Oh, _ I can see me now, so cold and [F] so alone, as the flowers [G] slowly die in my field [C] of little [Em] bones.
_ [C] _ Oh, I can see me now, I can see me [F] at the end of this voyage that I'm on, without a love, [E] without a friend. _
_ _ Now [Am] all this that I see, is not what I [Em] deserve, [Gm] they really have [F] a nerve [Fm] to say these [C] things to me.
No girls, just bread and water, and [D#] your money you must [Dm] save, for there'll be nothing left for us, when [G] you're dead and in your [C] grave.
Ha ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
_ [F] _ _ [G] Oh, _ [C] I can see them now, clutching a [F] handkerchief, [Fm] and blowing me [G] a kiss, _ discreetly [C] asking [Em] how.
_ [C] _ How come he died so young, or was he [F] very old?
[Fm] Is the body [G] still warm, is it [E] already cold?
_ _ _ [F#] All doors are [Am] open wide, they grope [Em] around inside [C] my desk, my [F] drawers, my trunk, there's nothing [Em] left to hide.
Some love [A] letters are there, and an old [Dm] photograph, they've laid my [G] poor soul bare, and all they do [C] is laugh.
[Em] _
_ [C] _ _ _ Oh, I can see them all, so formal [F] and so stiff, [Fm] like a [G] sergeant at arms at a [C] policeman's ball. _
_ _ And everybody's pushing to be the [F] first in line, [Fm] their hearts upon [F] their sleeves [G] like a ten cent [E] _ valentine.
_ _ [D#m] The old women are there, too old to give [Em] a damn, [C] they've brought [F] along the kids who don't know [Em] who I am.
They're thinking [A] about the price of my funeral [Dm] bouquet, but their thinking [G] isn't nice, for now they'll [C] have to pay.
[Em] _
_ [C] _ Oh, I see all of you, all of my [F] phony friends, who can't [Fm] wait till it ends, [G] who can't [C] wait till it's [G] through.
_ _ [C] Oh, I see all of you, you've been laughing [F] all these years, now all that you have left are [G] a few [E] crocodile tears.
_ [F#] _ Ah, you don't [Am] even know that you're entering [Em] your hell, as [C] you leave my [F] cemetery.
[Fm] You think you're doing [C] well with that one who's at your side, [F#] you're as proud as you [Dm] can be.
Ah, she's going to make you [F] cry, but not [G] the way you cried [C] for me.
Ha [D#] ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
Oh, _ I can see me now, so cold and [F] so alone, as the flowers [G] slowly die in my field [C] of little [Em] bones.
_ [C] _ Oh, I can see me now, I can see me [F] at the end of this voyage that I'm on, without a love, [E] without a friend. _
_ _ Now [Am] all this that I see, is not what I [Em] deserve, [Gm] they really have [F] a nerve [Fm] to say these [C] things to me.
No girls, just bread and water, and [D#] your money you must [Dm] save, for there'll be nothing left for us, when [G] you're dead and in your [C] grave.
Ha ha ha ha [C] ha ha ha.
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