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Little Bombadier ukulele

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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#

Date: Sat, 21 Mar 1998 22:33:46 -0800 (PST)
From: toomey 
Subject: CRD: b/bowie_david/little_bombradier.crd

I am going through my collection of Bowie songs (i.e. Every one in
existence) and putting them all down.  If anyone wants one in particular,
e-mail me and I'll do it next. (toomey@sos.net)

This little ditty is off of my "London Boy" compilation (a nice 18 song
import album, a good purchase for any Bowie fan).  It's called "Little

Am  Fm  F  C  C

C              Am       F      C      C
War made him a soldier, little Franky Mear
C                Am         F      C     C
Peace left him a loser, the little bombradier.
Am             F                  C                    C
Lines of worry appeared with age, unskilled hands that knew no trade
Am                  Fm                    F      C     C    (F  Fm  C)
Spent his time in a picture(?) house, the little bombradier.

C                Am         F      C       C
Franky drank his money, the little that he made
C                Am      F          C      C
Told his woes to no man, friendless lonely days.
Am                  F     C                     C
Then one day in the ABC,  four small eyes gazed longingly
Am               Fm                 F      C     C
At the ice cream in the hand of the little bombradier.

Gm  D  Gm  D

Gm                   D
Sunshine entered our Franky's days
Gm                   D
Gone his sorrows his hopeless maze
    D#                   C                 D
His life was fun and his heart was full of joy
Gm                     D
Two young children had changed his his aims,
Gm                        D
He bought the toffees and played their games
   D#                        C             D
He bought them presents with every coin he made.

C  Am  F C C    C  Am  F C C   Am  F  C  C  Am  Fm  F C C

C                  Am             F         C       C
Then two gentlemen called on him, asked him for his name
C                           Am        F         C      C
Why was he friends with the children, were they just a game
Am                  F                     C                           C
Leave them alone or we'll get sore, we've had blokes like you in this nation
    Am                Fm                    F      C     C
The hand of authority said "no more" to the little bombradier.
Am                   F              C                C
Packed his bags, his heart in pain, wiped a tear and caught a train
Am                     Fm              F      C     C
Not to be seen in this town again, the little bombradier.

There are a few chords at the end that I can't figure out because everyone
is asleep in my house so I can't use the piano to figure out all those
suspensions and augmentations, or whatever they turn out to be.  Will send
the correction as soon as I work it out.

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