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Elton John — Goodbye Yellow Brick Road (ver 2) Chords

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GOODBYE YELLOW BRICK ROAD — Elton John/Bernie Taupin

(Actual song played 3 semitones up or capo 3rd fret)
 
Intro:
D A Bm Bm7 G dd—A D (Bm7 is played from 4th string down)
Finish with arpeggio of single notes: [————]
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Verse 1:
Em                      A     
When are you gonna come down?
D                     G
When are you going to land?
  C                         A
I should have stayed on the farm, I should have
D                  D
listened to my old man.
    Em                     A
You know you can't hold me forever,
  D                   G
I didn't sign up with you.
    C                      A
I'm not a present for your friends to open,
     D                     D
This boy's too young to be singing the
Bb  C   F  Bb   Bb  A7    
blues... Ah...... Ah....

Chorus:
   D                    F#7
So Goodbye yellow brick road,
          G               D
where the dogs of society howl.
    B7                     Em
You can't plant me in your penthouse,
    A                D — quick A
I'm going back to my plough.
Bm                      F#
Back to the howling old owl in the woods,
G                      Bb
Hunting the horny back toad.
    Bb—C    D       A           Bm         Bm7  
... Oh I've finally decided, my future lies,
  G        A  
Beyond the yellow brick 
Bb  C  F  Bb  Bb  A  D
road... Ah..... Ah......

Verse 2:
What do you think you'll do then?
I bet they'll shoot down your plane.
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics,
to set you on your feet again.
Maybe you'll get a replacement,
There's plenty like me to be found.
Mongrels who ain't got a penny,
Sniffing for tit—bits like you on the 
ground... Ah.... Ah....

Repeat Chorus