Cifras
Abbey Road Medley

Tono: G

Introducción:

Am7                                                    Dm7  
You never give me your money
G                                                      C  
You only give me your funny paper
F7+                                         Dm6         E  
And in the middle of negotiations
          Am  
You break down
Am7                                            Dm7  
I never give you my number
G                                              C  
I only give you my situation
F7+                                         Dm6            E  
And in the middle of investigations
          Am  
You break down
C                                      E7  
Out of college, money spent
Am                                 C7  
See no future, pay no rent
F                                      G                                         C    C7  
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
C                         E7  
Any jobber got the sack
Am                                    C7  
Monday morning, turning back
F                              G                                         C    C7  
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
          Bb                              F  
But oh that magic feeling
F                         C  
Nowhere to go
Bb                                 F  
Oh, that magic feeling
F                         C  
Nowhere to go, Nowhere to go
 Bb    F    C    Bb    F    C    Bb    F)  
 C    D7    Eb    G7    C    A7    Eb    C7    F#    Eb7    A      F#    G    G#)  
A                         B7  
     One sweet dream
C  
Pick up the bags
E7                      A7  
Get in the limousine
Dm7                              G7  
Soon We'll be away from here
Dm7                                            G7                                    A  
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
                          B7                      C7+    G  
One sweet dream come true,
          A                      C    G    A  
Today, Came true today
C                                 G  
One two three four five six seven
A  
All good children go to heaven
C         C7+         Gm7    A7  
Here come the Sun King
C         C7+         Gm7    A7      F  
Here come the Sun King
F                                         D7            F  
Everybody's laughing
F                                    D7  
Everybody's happy
C         Em7              C7    F  
Here come the Sun King
F#m7                                                                                    B6    E6    E  
Cuando para mucho mi amore de felice corazón
F#m7                                                                                      B6         E6    E  
Mundo paparazzi mi amore chicka ferdy para sol
F#m7                                                                                                      B6      E6  
Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel
E                                                            E4  
Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park
                                     E                                      E4            E  
Shaves in the dark, trying to save pa - per
B7                                                                            C7      C#7      D7  
Sleeps in a hole in the road
D7                                                                                      C#7      C7      B7  
Saving up to buy his new clothes
B7  
Keeps a ten bob note up his nose
                  E                    C      B7                         E                    C      B7  
Such a mean old man...      Such a mean old man
E                                                    E4  
His sister Pam works in a shop
                          E                                 E4            E  
She never stops she's a go - ge - tter
B7                                                                                            C7      C#7      D7  
Takes him out to look at the Queen
D7                                                                                 C#7      C7      B7  
Only place that he's ever been
B7  
Always shouts out something obscene
                  E                      C      B7      E                      C      B7              C7      C#7  
Such a dirty old man...      Dirty old man
 D    A    E)  
 D    A    E)  
                                          D      A                      E  
Well you should see Polythene Pam
                        D                                                    A                              E  
She's so good-looking but she looks like a man
                                          G  
Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag
                                        C      D                      E  
Yes you should see Polythene Pam
C         D         E  
Yeah yeah yeah
 D    A    E)  
 D    A    E)  
                D                                    A                                 E  
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
                D                                                              A                                 E  
She's killer-diller when she's jacked to the hilt
                          G  
She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World"
                                     C                                 D                         E  
Yes you could say she was attractively built
C         D         E  
Yeah yeah yeah
 D    A    E)  
                                                                                                D  
  She came in through the bathroom window
A                                                              D  
  Protected by a silver spoon
A                                                                                            D  
  But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
                                                                                  A  
By the banks of her own lagoon
                                          Dm              A  
Didn't anybody tell her?
                                          Dm  
Didn't anybody see?
     G7                                                                 C    C/B  
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
     G7                                                         C      A  
Tuesday's on the phone to me
                                                                                  D            A  
She said she'd always been a dancer
                                                                                  D         A  
She worked in fifteen clubs a day
                                                                                             D  
And though she thought I knew the answer
                                                                                          A  
Well, I knew but I could not say
                                                                             D                 A  
And so I quit the police department
                                                                  D         A  
And got myself a steady job
                                                                                          D  
And though she tried her best to help me
                                                                                                     A  
She could steal but she could not rob
                                          Dm              A  
Didn't anybody tell her?
                                          Dm  
Didn't anybody see?
     G7                                                                 C    C/B  
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
     G7                                                         C              A  
Tuesday's on the phone to me oh yea
Am7                                                                                            Dm  
Once, there was a way to get back homeward
G7                                                                                    C  
Once, there was a way to get back home
E7                                      Am         A2  
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
G7                                                      C  
And I will sing a lullaby
C                 F9                                 C  
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
                                  F9                    C  
Smiles awake you when you rise
E7                                      Am         A2  
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
G7                                                      C  
And I will sing a lullaby
Am7                                                                                            Dm  
Once, there was a way to get back homeward
G7                                                                                    C  
Once, there was a way to get back home
E7                                      Am         A2  
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
G7                                                      C  
And I will sing a lullaby
CARRY THAT WEIGHT
C                                                    G  
Boy, you're going to carry that weight,
                                                     C  
Carry that weight a long time
C                                                    G  
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
                                                     C                         G/B  
Carry that weight a long time
Am7         Am7/D      Dm7      G7         C4    C    C7+  
Am7                                            Am7/D    Dm7  
I never give