David Bowie – London Boys (Guitar)

F                Dm
Bow bells strike, another night

     Eb                      Cm
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache

F                          Dm
You've bought some coffee, butter and bread

    Eb                            Cm
You can't make a thing, 'cause the meter's dead

       F             Ab
You've moved away

          F                       Ab
Told your folks you're gonna stay away

Eb                   Ab
Bright lights, Soho, Wardour Street

    F                              Eb
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet

Bbm                Ab
Somebody shows you round

Db                 Ab
Now you've met the London Boys

Db
Things seem good again

B   E   Gb          Fm   F
Someone cares about you

       F                   Dm
Oh the first time that you try a pill

    Eb                       Cm
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill

       F                      Dm
You're gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose face

   Eb                           Cm
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace

         F             Ab
With the London Boys

         F             Ab
With the London Boys

       Eb                      Ab
You're only seventeen, but you think you've grown

       F                                Eb
In the month you've been away from your parents' home

    Bbm                Ab
You take the pills too much

    Db                          Ab
You don't give a damn about the job you've got

   Db                      B  E   Gb    Fm   F
So long as you're with the London Boys

  F                Dm
A London Boy, oh a London Boy

     Eb                      Cm
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy

  G                 Em
A London Boy, yes a London Boy

       F                             D
You're crying out loud that you're a London Boy

    A                  F#m
You think you've had a lot of fun

        G                        Em
But you ain't got nothing you're on the run

     E                          C#m
It's too late now 'cause you're out there boy

       F#                   A
You've got it made with the rest of the toys

E                        C#m
Now you wish you'd never left your home

       F#                             A
You've got what you wanted but you're on your own

         C#     F#     B
With the London Boys

G#                 C#     F#     B
Now you've met the London Boys

G#                 C#     F#     B
Now you've met the London Boys

G#                 C#     F#     B
Now you've met the London Boys