Cifras
Onion Soup

Tono: F

Introducción:

dificultad
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 F     C                 Bb  Am 
    Thin and unshaved,
 F     C                     Bb 
    Drunk and mysterious
 F  C                       Bb  Am 
        Oh, I must sa-ay
   F       C             Bb 
Lifestyle is curious
   Am                                                 Dm 
With a little touch of the sniffles
   Bb                   F 
And filthy socks
   Am                             Dm 
Gnawed, crumbled fingernails
 Bb                                             C 
    Never doing tomahawk chops
 F  C               Bb  Am 
      A flaky he-ad
 F   C                     Bb 
    Dandruff is distinguished
 F  C                     Bb  Am 
      Lacquer is re-d
   F  C                   Bb 
Va-in is the varnish
 Am                               Dm 
    What is at the root of this
   Bb                                   F 
She'll say, whatcha got
   Am                               Dm 
What participle do you possess
   Bb                                             C   Bb   C 
She'll say, which I have not
 F  C                         Bb  Am 
      One blustery da-ay
 F               C 
We rode out
                 Bb 
To the Meadowlands
 F       C                       Bb  Am 
  We saw and were ama-zed
             F                 C                 Bb 
Then hauled it back into town again
 Am                                     Dm 
      Mississippi is a mess sometimes
 Bb                                       F 
And not only when it rains
           Am                                               Dm 
How come you went back to that malaria island
               Bb                                     C         Bb   C 
'Cause our friendship is strained

 F  C                               Bb 
      Those were the days
             F             C         Bb 
When you were so cosmopolitan
 F  C                             Bb  Am 
        These are the da-ys
         F               C                 Bb 
My letters they're so maudlin
 Am                                             Dm 
I wrote you an eloquent postcard once
                         Bb                                     F 
About this most exquisite onion soup
 Am                                         Dm 
But of course I never mailed it though
                               Bb                               C       Bb   C     F 
'Cause it was your turn in the loop, loop oh ah
     C                         Bb 
Those were the days
             F             C         Bb 
When you were so cosmopolitan
 F  C                             Bb  Am 
        These are the da-ys
         F               C                                     Bb 
My letters they're increasingly maudlin