Yellow Brick Road by Elton John


[Verse 1]

            
When are you g

             
onna come down

             
     When are 

             
you going to l

earn
             
should have st

             
rayed on the f

              
arm Should hav

             
e 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      th

e 
                                        
       
Blues           Ah                              Ah        So__       


[Chorus]

             
Goodbye yellow

            
 brick road.  

             
Where the dogs

            
 of society ho

wl 
            
You can’t plan

              
t  me  in  you

            
r  pent house 

             
 I’m going bac

             
k to my plough

        
 
           
Back to the ho

            
wling owl in t

             
he woods Hunti

              
ng the horny b

    
ack toad 
             
Oh I’ve finall

             
y decided my f

#           
uture lies bey

        
ond the yellow

 brick 
           
road          

            
Ah            

            
 Ah           

       
       Ah


[Verse 2]

            
What do you th

             
ink you’ll do 

             
then I bet ya 

              
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 b

  
e found    
 
            
Mongrels who a

in’t got a pen

ny

sniffing for t

id - bits like

 you________  

On the 

            
ground        

           
  Ah          

            
             A

h_____ So     

      



[Chorus]


             
Goodbye yellow

            
 brick road   

             
  Where the do

              
gs of society 

         
howl 
            
You can’t plan

              
t  me  in  you

   
r  pent house 

       
             
I’m going     

              
 back    to my

 
 plough 
           
Back to    the

         
 howling owl  

  in the woods

 
             
Hunting the ho

         
rny back toad 
           
Oh I’ve finall

            
y decided my f

#           
uture lies bey

             
ond the yellow

           
 brick 
           
road          

           
Ah           A

             
h             

     
     Ah