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David Bowie (album) Ukulele by David Bowie

Track listing:
1.Uncle Arthur
2.Sell Me A Coat
3.Rubber Band
4.Love You Till Tuesday
5.There Is A Happy Land
6.We Are Hungry Men
7.When I Live My Dream
8.Little Bombardier
9.Silly Boy Blue
10.Come And Buy My Toys
11.Join The Gang
12.She's Got Medals
13.Maid Of Bond Street
14.Please Mr Gravedigger
15.The Lauging Gnome (I know it's not actually on the original album but it's a 
classic track and it's on the deluxe edition)


D                    A                          D
Strikes the bell for five o'clock, Uncle Arthur closes shop,

                   A                                      D
screws the tops on all the bottles, turns the lights out, locks it up.

G                 A              D
Climbs across his bike and he's away-

G                 A                 C6              A
cycles past the gas works, past the river, down the high street,

        G              A           D                Eb
back to mother. It's another empty day.

E      D      A                E      D      A
Uncle Arthur- likes his mummy- Uncle Arthur- still reads comics-

E      D      A
Uncle Arthur- follows Bat-man-.

D                   A                        D
Round and round the rumours fly, how he ran away from mum,

              A                                   D
on his thirty-second birthday, told her that he'd found a chum.

G                A                    D
Mother cried and raved and yelled and fussed-

G               A           C6                      A
Arthur left her no illusion brought the girl round, save confusion,

G             A                    D                Eb
Sally was the real thing not just lust.

E      D      A                 E      D      A
Uncle Arthur- vanished quickly- Uncle Arthur- and his new bride-

E      D      A
Uncle Arthur- follows Sally-.

E                    B                           E
Round and round goes Arthur's head, hasn't eaten well for days,

             B                                     E
little Sally may be lovely, but cooking leaves her in a maze.

A            B                   E
Uncle Arthur packed his bags and fled.

A               B              D6             B               A
Back to mother, all's forgiven serving in the family shop, he gets

           B                E                                 F-
his pocket money, he's well fed.

F#     E      B                     F#     E      B
Uncle Arthur- passed the gas works- Uncle Arthur- passed the river-

F#     E      B                     F#     E      B                 
Uncle Arthur- down the high street- Uncle Arthur- follows mother-. 


              D   C  G  Am   C            G/C   Am7/C
                           A winter's day,
G/C      C         G      D    D7    C          G/C  Am7/C
a bitter snowflake on my face,    my summer girl

G/C          C        G/C      D   D7 
takes little backward steps away

Em                                     C                   Am  Am7
Jack Frost took her hand and left me,  Jack Frost ain't so cool.

G                   C          G
Sell me a coat with buttons of silver,

G         D           C        G 
sell me a coat that's red or gold,

          D         C            G 
sell me a coat with little patch pockets,

          D           C          G  C F  Am7/C G/B Am G/B
sell me a coat 'cause i feel cold.                

    C        G/C  Am7/C G          C      G      D  D7 
And when she smiles,   the ice forgets to melt away,

    C        G/C  Am7/C G          C      G       D  D7   
not like before       her smile was warm in yesterday.

Em                               C           Am      Am7 
See the trees like silver candy, feel my icy hands.

Sell me a coat with buttons of silver,

sell me a coat that's red or gold,

sell me a coat with little patch pockets,

sell me a coat 'cause i feel cold.

C               D             C                 D
See my eyes, my window pane,  see my tears like gentle rain,

C/E        G/D        Gsus4    G/D      D  
that's the mem - o  -  ry of a summer's day.


David Bowie - Rubber Band

Intro is played on a tuba.

Rubber Band
There's a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune
In the library garden Sunday afternoon
                                      G      F   D
While a little chappie waves a golden wand

Rubber Band
In 1910 I was so handsome and so strong
My moustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long
                                            G      F  D
And I loved a girl while you played teatime tunes

Am          D            Am         D           G
Dear Rubber Band, you're playing my tune out of tune
Am    C    G

Rubber Band
Won't you play a haunting theme again to me
While I eat my scones and drink my cup of tea
                                       G      F  D
The sun is warm but it's a lonely afternoon

Solo chords:
|Bm   |Bm   |G    |G     |
|E7/Ab|E7/Ab|A    |G  E  |

Trumpet solo:                   (instead of the bracketed note
          Repeat:                play this for the last time.)

*The next verse has only tuba and drums.
Don't play the major chord, these are just
the bass notes played by the tuba:*

       D     B
Rubber Band
      D                 B                D     B
How I wish that I could join your Rubber Band
         D              B                    D    B
We could play in lively parks throughout the land
        D           B                (Riff below)
And one Sunday afternoon, I'd find my love

*when he says "love", play this:*


*the next part is kind of tricky, this is the best way
you can play all the instruments being playing at once.
The numbers on top of the chords indicate the rhythm in
which the chords are played,*

 C#m riff:      A riff:        F#7/Ab riff:

      C#m riff
Rubber Band,
                             A riff twice
In the '14-'18 war I went to sea
                                            F#7/Ab riff twice
Thought my Sunday love was waiting home for me
                                           Bm     A  F#
And now she's married to the leader of the band

Final riff:
           Repeat this:

   Last time:

Its pretty complicated, but you'll get it.
Big thankyou to 'ilikepie' for this one!!

Love You Till Tuesday

F#  B   F#  B B7

F#7                                            E7
Just look through your window, look who sit outside
B7                                         A
Little me is waiting, standing through the night
E                 F#                      B       A        Ab
When you walk out through your door, I'll wave my flag and shout
A      C#m
Aaahh, beautiful baby,
   F#             B
My burning desire started on Sunday
F#                     B
Give me your heart and I'll love you till Tuesday
         F#            B
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da

F#7                                                E7
Who's that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch
B7                                                  A
Don't be afraid it's only me, hoping for a little romance
E            F#                   B        A        Ab
If you lie beneath my shade, I'll keep you nice and cool
A      C#m
Aaahh, beautiful baby
F#                       B
I was very lonely 'til I met you on Sunday
F#                                 B
My passion's never ending and I'll love you till Tuesday
         F#            B
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da
         G             C  C7
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da

G7                                                           F7
Let the wind blow through your hair, be nice to the big blue sea
C7                                                        Bb
Don't be afraid of the man in the moon, because it's only me
F              G         C        Bb        A
I shall always want you, until my love runs dry
F      Dm
Aaahh, beautiful baby
   G                    C7
My hearts a flame, I'll love you till Tuesday
   G                          C7
My head's in a whirl and I'll love you till Tuesday
G                       C7
Love, love, love, love, love you till Tuesday
G                       C7
Love, love, love, love, love you till Tuesday
         G             C
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da
         G             C
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da
                G             C
Ooooo, Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da
         G             C
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da
         G             C
Da Da Da Da,  Da Da Da Da
Well, I might be able to stretch it till Wendnesday...

There Is A Happy Land..This is a messy and horrible tab for which I apologise, no 
idea who it's from but on my LP record this song is too badly damaged to hear so I 
couldn't tab it myself, sorry about the quality!

Fadd9      G           A7sus   D 
there is a happy land   where only children live.
Am     Em Am  Em  F  C G--G  play that twice ending with C. 
Am F D7/F#          G      
Charlie browns got half a crown he's ( C)going to buy a kite .
Em)Jimmy's ill with chicken pox and(C)Tommy's learnt to(F) ride his(G) bike.
(F)Tiny(Em)Tim sings(Am)and hymns(C),(Am)he's so (C)small we don't(F)notice him(Em).
He (D)get in the way but we(G7)always let him play with us. 
The ending is (Fmaj7)and (Cmaj7)

We are hungry men

spoken part is (A)...

(D)My studies include su(A)ffragy,
I've(D)formed my own so(A)ciety to(D)the power of fe(A)cundity.
The (D) world will over (A)populate Unless(D) you claim infertil(G)ity,
So(A) will(D/F#)buy A (E)drink for me(A) 

Chorus...(B)we are(A)not your friends,
(B)we don't give a (A)damn for what you're (G)saying,
(Em)we're here to (A)live our lives.

And with the same chord pattern throughout the rest of the songs/verses.

Other lyrics:
I propose to give the pill
Free of charge to those that feel
That they are not infertible
The kroks of you, the cattle gun
There's only one way to linger on
So who will buy a drink for me, your messiah

We are not your friends
We don't give a damn for what you're saying
We're here to live our lives

Achtung, achtung, these are your orders
Anyone found guilty of consuming more than their allotted amount of air
Will be slaughtered and cremated
Only one cubic foot of air is allowed ...

I have prepared a document,
Legalising mass abortion
We will turn a blind eye to infanticide

We are not your friends
We don't give a damn for what you're saying
We're here to live our lives

You don't seem to hear me clear
Do I talk above your sphere?
Let me explain my project, dear
Show you how I'll save the world
Or let it die within the year
Why do you look that way at me, your messiah

We are not your friends
We don't give a damn for what you're saying
We're here to live our lives


F                       F                                  Gm/C
When I live my dream I'll take you with me, riding on a golden horse.

      F                        Gm/C            F
We'll live within my castle with people there to serve you,

F          Cm7           F        Gm7      C7   
happy at the sound of your voice.

F            Gm7          C         Bb   
May-be I'll slay a dragon for you, 

   F             Gm7             C      Bb
or banish wicked giants from the land,

    F        Ebadd9     Eb      F             Bb
but you will find--------- that nothing in my dream can hurt you,

Cm            Eb              F          Bb              Fm7   C   C7 
we will only love each other, as forever when I live my dream.

F etc
When I live my dream, I'll forgive the things you told me, 
and the empty man you left behind.
It's a broken heart that dreams, It's a broken heart you left me,
only love can live in my dreams.

Wish- and the thunder clouds will vanish,
wish- and the storm will fade away,
wish again---------and you will stand before me while the sky will
paint an overture and trees will play the rhythm of my dream.

When I live my dream, please be there to meet me,
let me be the one to understand.
When I live my dream, I'll forget the hurt you gave me, then we
can live in our new land.

Till the day my dream cascades around me,
I'm content to let you pass me by,           F           Bb
till that day-------------------------you'll run to many other men,

    Cm                  Eb           Asus4                C
but let them know it's just for now, tell them that I've got a dream

     D                    G
and tell them you're the starring role,

Ab               C#              Eb       Cm                      Ab         Fm  
tell them I'm a dreaming kind of guy--------And I'm gonna make my dream-----

C#               C       Bb               F 
Tell them I will live my dream-----------

F                  C        Bb            F 
Tell them they can laugh at me-----------

F                     C         Bb
But don't forget your date with me-----------

Bbm            Ab      Eb      Bb       F#        F
When I live my dream-------------------------------.


Intro: Bm Cm C D G

G              Em   
War made him a soldier
C      D       G
Little Frankie Mear
G                Em    
Peace left him a loser
C      D       G
The little bombardier

Em               C 
Lines of worry appeared with age
D                    G
Unskilled hands that knew no trade
Bm                Cm 
Spent his time in the picture house
C     D     G            
The little bombardier

C       Cm      G

G              Em   
Frankie drank his money
C      D            G
The little that he made
G              Em
Told his woes to no man
C           D       G
Friendless, lonely days

Em             C 
Then one day, in the ABC
D                    G
Four bright eyes gazed longingly
Bm                Cm
At the ice-cream in the hand of 
C      D       G
The little bombardier

Dm      A     

Dm                   A 
Sunshine entered our Frankie's days
Dm                    A
Gone his worries, his hopeless maze
Bb                    D                    A
His life was fun and his heart was full of joy

Dm                     A
Two young children had changed his aims
Dm                       A
He gave them toffees and played their games
Bb                            D             A
He brought them presents with every coin he made

Break: G Em C D G G Em C D G Em C D G Bm Cm C D G

G                  Em 
Then two gentlemen called on him
C     D   G
Asked him for his name
G                  Em 
Why was he friends with the children
C          D      G
Were they just a game?

Em                  C
Leave them alone or we'll get sore
D                                G
We've had blokes like you in the station before
Bm                    Cm
The hand of authority said "no more" to 
C   D      G
The little bombardier

Em                   C
Packed his bags, his heart in pain
D                G
Wiped a tear and caught a train
Bm                    Cm
Not to be seen in the town again
C    D     G
The little bombardier

Silly boy blue

D                      A
Mountains of Lhasa are feeling the rain
D                      A       
People are walking the Botella lanes
E                  D 
Preacher takes the school
E                D
One boy breaks a rule
          A                         G     A
Silly Boy Blue, ooo blue, Silly Boy Blue
D                       A
Yak butter statues that melt in the sun
D                       A
Cannot dissolve all the work you've not done
E                D
A chela likes to feel
         E                 D
That his overself pays the bill
          A     D   A             D              G     A
Silly Boy Blue, ooo blue, ooo ooo oooo Silly Boy Blue
(G) F#-                G
You wish and wish, and wish again
       F#-              G
You've tried so hard to fly
E                       A
You'll never leave your body now
E                     G          A
You've got to wait to diiiiiiiiiiiie

(key change, bass leads walkdown - A G F#)
E                     B
La la la la la la la, la la la la
E                     B
La la la la la la la, la la la la
F#              E
La la la la la, La
F#              E
La la la la la, La
          B     E   B             E              A     B
Silly Boy Blue, ooo blue, ooo ooo oooo Silly Boy Blue
E                        B
Child of Tibet, you're a gift from the sun
E                B
Reincarnation of one better man
    F#               E
The homeward road is long
       F#                    E
You've left your prayers and song
          B     E   B             E              B
Silly Boy Blue, ooo blue, ooo ooo oooo Silly Boy Blue


D    Am    C    G6

D                 Am          D               Am
Smiling girls and rosy boys,  come and buy my little toys,

D                 Am          D               G           D    Am
monkeys made of ginger bread and sugar horses painted red.

D                 Am                   D                  Am 
Rich men's children running past their fathers dressed in hose,

D               Am          D              G
golden hair and mud of many acres on their shoes.

F6              G             F6                  G
Gazing eyes and running wild, past the stocks and over stiles,

F6               G               Am              D    Am  D  Am
kiss the wind oh merry child but come and buy my toys!

       D                   Am                D            Am 
You've watched your father plough the fields with a ram's horn,

D                  Am             D               G             D  Am
sowed it wide with peppercorn and furrowed with a bramble thorn.

D                Am               D                   Am
Reaped it with a sharpened scythe, threshed it with a quill,

    D                Am               D                  G  
the miller told your father that he'd worked it with the greatest will.

F6                  G             F6                  G
Now your watching's over you must play with girls and boys,

F6                G               Am              D     Am  D  Am 
leave the parsley on the stalls,  come and buy my toys!

F         G7    C       F                G7        C       G
You shall own a cambric shirt, you shall work your fathers land,
                  D           G      D        G        Gm   D    Am  D  Am 
but now you shall play in the market square,  till you be a man.

D                 Am         D               Am 
Smiling girls and rosy boys, come and buy my little toys,

D               Am               D            G
monkeys made of ginger bread and sugar horses painted red.


Let me introduce you to the gang,

Johnny plays the sitar he's an existentialist,

once he had an aim,      now he plays our game.

You will feel so good now that you've joined the gang.

Molly is a model in the ads,

crazy clothes and acid, full of soul and crazy hip,

G                            F
some-one switched her on,    then her beam went wrong,

G                                          F          G 
'cause she can't switch off now that she's joined the gang.

Arthur is a singer with a band,

Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage,

A                         G
look at Arthur rave,      all the kids have paid,

     A                                G          A
they want to see the croaking man who joined the gang.

This club's called the web it's the month's pick,

next month we shall find a place where prices ain't so stiff,

G                          F
fifteen bob a coke,       'fraid that's past a joke,

G                                    F          G
this is how to spend now that you've joined the gang.

This is what to do now that you're here,

sit 'round doing nothing altogether very fast,

A                        G
psychedelic stars,       throwing down cigars,

        A                                      G          A
they're picking up the joints now that they've joined the gang.

A                             G
You won't be alone      we've all got beer-y grins

Eb                          D
it's a big illusion, but at least you're in,-

A  G            A
at least you're in.


F  C  G  D  A
      F                C              G          D             A
She'd walk through the door and she'd set up the drinks on the house
             F            C              G               D                    A
She played a good game of darts, and the men slapped her back, never took
her out.
    Bm                F#             Bm                 E       A     E
She wore a trenchcoat garkey(?), her hobnail boots were full of holes.
E     A   E7
She's got medals.

Her mother called her Mary but she changed her name to Tommy, she's a one.
She went and joined the army, passed the medical, don't ask me how it's done.
They sent her to the front line, fighting for her country's name
She's got medals.

    B                 G
She got very tired of picking up girls,
C                     F
Cleaning her gun, and shaving her curls
Bb             Eb                 C                 F  C  G  D  A
Then the enemy dropped a bomb, survivors there were none!

F               C                G                 D                  A
People say that when the moon is full and when the stars have gone to bed
        F               C              G                 D           A
You can see a ghost but that's a lie because the naughty woman isn't dead.
      Bm                     F#         Bm                      E       A
She deserted on the previous morning, replaced her uniform with dresses silk
and green
E         A      E     E       A      E     E         A       E      E     A
Called herself Eileen, came to London town, now she's settled down.  She's
got medals.

F  C  G  D  A     F  C  G  D  A


E                    F#m        G
This girl is made of lipstick,  Powder and paint,
C                       Am     F                G
Sees the pictures of herself,  every magazine on every shelf.
E                    F#m          G
This girl is Maid of Bond Street, hailing cabs,
C               Am       F                   G
Lunches with executives, gleaming teeth, sipaparatives (thats what the words
sound like,                                                    I have no
idea what they really are.)

E              D
This girl is a lonely girl
E                            D
Takes the train from Banning Turn(?) to Oxford Turn(?)
    E                        D
She reads the daily news but passengers
      C                Am        F        G
Don't smile at her, oh no, don't smile at her.

E                    F#m            G
This girl is made of loneliness,  a broken heart
C                Am            F                        G
For the boy that she once knew doesn't want to know her anymore.

    E              D
And this girl is a lonely girl,
E                       D
Everything she wants is hers but she can't make it
E                       D
With the boy she really wants to be with
        C        Am   F       G
All the time, to love all the time.

E                   F#m   G
This boy is made of envy, jealosy
   C              Am        F                    G
He doesn't have a limosine, really wants to be a star himself.

    E          G            A       D               G
And this girl, her world is made of flashlights and film
G             A                D            G
Her cares are scratched on the cutting room floor
    G       C            F              G
And Maid of Bond Street, ride 'round in chauffeured cars
G       C            F                G
Maid of Bond Street, picture clothes, eyes of stars
G       C            F             G
Maid of Bond Street, children have love affairs
G       C           (tacet)
Maid of Bond Street, children have worldly cares.



There Are No Chords At All
Just Sound Effects and Accapelo whining, but still a rather depressing fine song!



C                                           Ab                C

I was walking- down the high street- when I heard footsteps behind me,

    Ab                     C      F           C     F             C

and there was a little old man in scarlet and grey, chuckling away.

                                          Ab             C

Well he trotted- back to my house- and he sat beside the telly,

         Ab                C       F        C       F             C  

with his tiny hands on his tummy, chuckling away,  chugging all day.

[spoken]  "I ought to report you to the gnome office."  "Gnome office, ha,ha,ha!"

Bb9           F7               Bb9                           F7  

Ha,ha,  ha!-  Hee,hee,  hee!-  I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me.-

Bb9           F7               Bb9                           Ab7            F7

Ha,ha,  ha!-  Hee,hee,  hee!-  I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me.-


Said the laughing gnome.

                                             Ab                 C

Well I gave him- roasted toad-stools-  And a glass of dandelion wine.

       Ab                    C              F           C       F              C

Then I put him on a train to Eastbourne and carried his bag and gave him a fag.


"Ave you got a light boy?"  "'Ere! Where do you come from?"

"Gnome-man's land."  "Oh,really."

C                                      Ab                        C

In the morning- when I woke up- he was sitting on the edge of my bed-

         Ab                     C           F           C         F               C

with his brother whose name was Fred.  He'd brought him along- to sing me a song.-


"Alright let's here it?"  "'Ere! what's that clicking sound?"


"That's Fred. He's a metrognome."   "Own up. I'm a gnome, ain' I?"


"Ain't you got a gnome to go to?"

"No! We're gnomads."    "Didn't they teach you to get your 'aircut at school? You 
look like a rolling gnome."

"Not at the London school of Ecognomics."

C                                            Ab                   C

Now they staying- up the chimney-  and we're living on caviar and honey-

               Ab                 C             F      C         F      C

'cause they're earning me lots of money,writing comedy prose for radio shows.

"It's the er- it's the gnome service, of course."

[repeat chorus and fade]


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