2 acessos
intro bass notes: C# - Ab F# C# - F# Ab C#m7 Amaj7 I thought it was a joke when you called me up F#m F#m7 And said you needed ironing Amaj7 A6 There were creases in your facial lining F Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright Bb C Bb Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see C F So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C E F C E F C E F Back to me back to me back to me C#m7 Amaj7 I thought it was a lark when you phoned my dad F#m F#m7 And told him that you'd have to catch the measles Amaj7 A6 You're flesh was being ripped to shreds by weasels F Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright Bb C Bb Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see C F So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C E F C E F C E F Back to me back to me back to me G G/F# G/E G/D T'was on the Norfolk Broads, we were punting one day G G/F# G/E G/D You received a nasty bump on the he--ead G G/F# G/E G/D And you've never been the same since needless to say Gm Gm/F Eb How I wish it could have been me instead Gm Gm/F Ebmaj7 Am Gm I wish it could have been me inste-------ead {Instrumental] Am7 Gm7 Am7 Gm7 Am7 Gm7 Am F/C G Am [pattern repeats 3x] Am F/C G F G Am Bdim C Bdim C#m7 Amaj7 I thought it was a prank when you wired the Pope F#m F#m7 To say you'd a vision of an aardvark Amaj7 Bdim Who was perpetrating ghastly deeds with Saint Ma--aa----ark F Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright Bb C Bb Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see C Bb So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C Bb So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C F So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C E F C E F C E F Back to me back to me back to me Am F/C G Am [instrumental playout to fade over this repeating pattern] E|E|-----------------------------------------------------|-----| [More complex for keyboard...] intro bass notes: C# - Ab F# C# - F# Ab C#m7 Amaj7 I thought it was a joke when you called me up Bbdim And said you needed ironing A Bbdim There were creases in your facial lining F/C F/D F/E F/D Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights F/C F/D F/E F/D A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright F/C Bb C Bb Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see C F So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C E F C E F C E F Back to me back to me back to me C#m7 Amaj7 I thought it was a lark when you phoned my dad Bbdim And told him that you'd have to catch the measles A Bbdim You're flesh was being ripped to shreds by weasels F/C F/D F/E F/D Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights F/C F/D F/E F/D A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright F/C Bb C Bb Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see C F So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C E F C E F C E F Back to me back to me back to me G G/F# G/E G/D T'was on the Norfolk Broads, we were punting one day G G/F# G/E G/D You received a nasty bump on the he--ead G G/F# G/E G/D And you've never been the same since needless to say Gm Gm/F Eb How I wish it could have been me instead Gm Gm/F Ebmaj7 Am Gm I wish it could have been me inste-------ead {Instrumental] Am7 Gm7 Am7 Gm7 Am7 Gm7 Am F/C G Am [pattern repeats 3x] Am F/C G F G Am Bdim C Bdim C#m7 Amaj7 I thought it was a prank when you wired the Pope Bbdim A To say you'd a vision of an aardvark Bbdim Bdim C#m7/B Bbdim Who was perpetrating ghastly deeds with Saint Ma--aa----ark F/C F/D F/E F/D Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights F/C F/D F/E F/D A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright F/C Bb C Bb Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see C Bb So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C Bb So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C F So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me C E F C E F C E F Back to me back to me back to me Am F/C G Am [instrumental playout to fade over this repeating pattern]