David Bowie — Five Years Chords

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Date: Mon, 29 Mar 93 08:50:32 +0200
From: guez@math.tau.ac.il
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To: jamesb@animal—farm.nevada.edu
Subject: FIVE YEARS by DAVID BOWIE


>From album "the rise and fall of ZIGGY STARDUST and the spiders from mars" 1972
taken from the book "the songs of david bowie"

Any comments are wellcomed at guez@mb—libra.tau.ac.il

Rythm: 3/4
Scale: G


	     FIVE YEARS  / David Bowie


G				  F#m
 pushing thru' the market square
Em  C
 so many mother sighing
A
 News had just come over
	C			  G Am
 We had five years left ti cry in


 News guy wept and told us
 earth eas really dying
 Cried so much, his face was wet
 Then i knew he was not lying.

 G Am	 G
 I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
   Bm  Em
 I saw boys, toys, electric irons and T.V's
    A
 My brain hurt like a ware house, it had no room to spare
	   C
 I had to cram so many things to store ev'ry thing in there
		 Am
 And all the fat skinny people
C			Am
 And all the tall short people
C	       G  Am G
 And all the nobody  people
C		 G  Am D7
 And all the somebody  people
				  Am	   C	G Am
 I never thought i'd need so many people



 A girl my age went off her head
 Hit some tiny children
 If the black had not puled her off
 I think she would have killed them

 A soldier with a broken arm
 Fixed his state to the wheels of a Cadilac
 A cop Knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
 And a queer threw up at at the sight of that

G					  F#m
 I think i saw you in an ice cream parlour
Em
 Drinking milkshakes cold and long
A
 smiling and waving and looking so fine
C
 Don't think you knew you were in this song

     G	Am  G
 And it was cold, and it rained, so i felt like an actor
 F#m   Em
 And i thoought of Ma, and i wanted to get back there
      A
 Your face, Your race, the way that you talk
   C						    G  Am
 I kiss you, you're beautifull, I want you to walk. we got

      G 			 Bm
 [[:  five years stuck on my eyes
      Em
      five years what a surprise we got
      A
      five years my brain hurts a lot
      C
      five years that's all we got we've got  :]]