Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Capo 3rd fret.


[Intro]

       


[Verse 1]

            
When are you g

               
onna come down
             
When are you g

        
oing to land
             
I should have 

              
stayed on the 


farm, I should

 have
             
Listened to my

                
 old man
            
You know you c

              
an't hold me f


orever
             
I didn't sign 

        
up with you
             
I'm not a pres

             
ent for your f


riends to open
             
This boy's too

              
 young to be s

            
inging the
          
Blues...   Ah.

            
.ah..ah..ah...

             
   Ah..ah..ah


[Chorus]

             
So Goodbye yel

          
low brick road
             
Where the dogs

            
 of society ho

wl
            
You can't plan

             
t me in your p


enthouse
             
I'm going back

             
 to my plough
            
Back to the ho

          
wling old owl 

in the woods
             
Hunting the ho

         
rny back toad
            
Oh I've finall

             
y decided, my 

       
future lies
            
Beyond the yel

 
low brick 
          
Road...   Ah..

            
ah..ah..ah... 

           
  Ah..ah..ah  


ah


[Verse 2]

            
What do you th

            
ink you'll do 

  
then
             
I bet they'll 

              
shoot down you

  
r plane
             
It'll take you

             
 a couple of v


odka and tonic

s
   
To set you on 

your feet agai

n
            
Maybe you'll g

       
et a replaceme

nt
             
There's plenty

              
 like me to be

 
 found
            
Mongrels who a


in't got a pen

ny

Sniffing for t

it-bits like y

ou on the 
          
Ground...   Ah

            
..ah..ah..ah..

           
.   Ah..ah..ah

   
 


[Chorus]

             
So Goodbye yel

          
low brick road
             
Where the dogs

            
 of society ho

wl
            
You can't plan

             
t me in your p


enthouse
             
I'm going back

             
 to my plough
            
Back to the ho

          
wling old owl 

in the woods
             
Hunting the ho

         
rny back toad
            
Oh I've finall

             
y decided, my 

       
future lies
            
Beyond the yel

 
low brick 
          
Road...   Ah..

            
ah..ah..ah... 

           
  Ah..ah..ah  

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ah