Текст песни: thompson richard - yankee go home | guitar chord и Mp3

From: Phillip Charles Saunders


Yankee Go Home, Richard Thompson
transcribed by phillip@princeton.edu

Intro
G C/G G C/G G C/G G C/G

G D
G.I. Joe put your gun away
G D
The sun is setting on another day
C D
Why don`t you leave us alone
G C/G
Yankee Go Home

G D
They`re burning effigies out in the street
G D
Man the lifeboats, sound the retreat
C D
Pentagon`s on the Phone
G
Yankee Go Home

F C
You can`t just kiss and run away
Eb Bb
There ain`t enough money on a sergeant`s pay
D/A Am7 D
When the dance hall girl you banged`s in the family way

You turned my sister into a whore
With a pair of silk stockings from the P.X. store
Why don`t you leave use alone
Yankee Go Home

My girlfriend won`t talk to me
Since she met with a sailor from the land of the free
I`m tired of being alone
Yankee Go Home

I`ve lost count of the chewing gum that I`ve had
And vodka-cola make my teeth go bad
We`ll handle this on our own
Yankee Go Home

Dow Jones going into a stall
Spray paint saying it on every wall
The climb was fine, now it`s time to decline and fall

Overpaid, oversexed and over here
get smart, gringo, disappear
The Hun`s at the gates of Rome
Yankee Go Home

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From: Phillip Charles Saunders


Yankee Go Home, Richard Thompson
transcribed by phillip@princeton.edu

Intro
G C/G G C/G G C/G G C/G

G D
G.I. Joe put your gun away
G D
The sun is setting on another day
C D
Why don`t you leave us alone
G C/G
Yankee Go Home

G D
They`re burning effigies out in the street
G D
Man the lifeboats, sound the retreat
C D
Pentagon`s on the Phone
G
Yankee Go Home

F C
You can`t just kiss and run away
Eb Bb
There ain`t enough money on a sergeant`s pay
D/A Am7 D
When the dance hall girl you banged`s in the family way

You turned my sister into a whore
With a pair of silk stockings from the P.X. store
Why don`t you leave use alone
Yankee Go Home

My girlfriend won`t talk to me
Since she met with a sailor from the land of the free
I`m tired of being alone
Yankee Go Home

I`ve lost count of the chewing gum that I`ve had
And vodka-cola make my teeth go bad
We`ll handle this on our own
Yankee Go Home

Dow Jones going into a stall
Spray paint saying it on every wall
The climb was fine, now it`s time to decline and fall

Overpaid, oversexed and over here
get smart, gringo, disappear
The Hun`s at the gates of Rome
Yankee Go Home

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