Frankfurt Cowboy Yodel
Transpose
INTRO
Am
Em
G
Bm
Am
Em
G
Bm
Am
Ab
G
F#7
F
E
Am
Ab
G
F#7
F
E
VERSE 1
The
Dsus4
streets of your
Dm
girlhood have
Am
vanished
There’s
Dsus4
only this
Dm
asphalt you
Em
ride
The
Dm7b5
sleet falls in Little Las
C/G
Vegas
As
Ab6
mules wrapped in tinsel charge
Am
by
VERSE 2
The
Dsus4
slot arcade
Dm
greeter is
Am
chanting
Dsus4
“Trademark youth
Dm
culture for
Em
life”
He
Dm7b5
looks out with grief on his
C/G
fifties
As a
Ab6
stopwatch plays “The
D7/F#
Shoes Of The Fisherman’s
G
Wife”
G7sus4
G7
CHORUS 1
Could this be our
Am
song
The joyous-fearful
Dm
one?
The new
F
singer is a numbers man
So
Am
most of the words are gone
Can you recall my
Am
name?
I am your dying
F6
day
I am the blackened
F
cave
Where
Em
our
Bbmaj7
polka
Dm
plays
VERSE 3
And
Dsus4
one night in
Dm
Swansea I
Am
held
you
You were
Dsus4
frisky from all that
Dm
MDM
Em
A
The
Dm7b5
talk was of trifles and
C/G
money
You
Eb
passed out and so you were
Bbm6
spared
Am
VERSE 4
And
Dsus4
now for the
Dm
people’s
pro
Am
cession
Dsus4
Brass bands tramp the
Dm
crunchy red
Em
slush
Dm7b5
Led by the lawyers and their
C/G
children
Ab6
Stony-faced
D7/F#
Well-briefed and so very
G
tough
G7sus4
G7
CHORUS 2/FADE
But they still play our
Am
song
So they can frown a
Dm
long
Hear the
F
Frankfurt cowboy yodel
No
Am
deviants can belong
I have to turn you
Am
in
I have to halve my
Dm
age
As from the
F
Donbass to Dallas, honey
Em
Our
Bbmaj7
polka
Dm
plays
I am your silent
Am
night
I am your dormant
Dm
star
I am the driving
F
rain
I am the
Am
turn for home – when your home’s in flames
We are the people’s
Am
lie
We are the people’s
Dm
patience
test
We are the bitter
Fmaj7
taste
After a
Am
night of pointless textbook sex
Is it
Am
night or day?
Can you re
Dm
call my name?
From the
F
Donbass to
Am
Dallas,
well
Am
Our polka
Dm
plays…