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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Bugsy Malone - So you wanna be a boxer
Tabbed by Chris Parker - [email protected]
This is mostly F barred all the way through, but keep taking your index
finger off to play the low E, to get the hammered 'Du-dum' effect.
F
So you wanna be a boxer, in the golden ring
Can you punch like a south-bound freight train, tell me just one thing
Dm F
Can you move in a whirl like a humming bird's wing if you need to?
Dm F
Can you bob, can you weave can you fake, and deceive when you need to?
Well, you might as well quit, if you haven't got it
So you wanna be a boxer, can you pass the test?
I can tell you've got it in you, I've trained the best.
When you work and you sweat and you bet that you train to a buzz-saw
Then you near lose your mind when you find that your boy has a glass jaw
So you might as well quit, if you haven't got it.
Bb
Putting him in the ring, Joe, look at what you found
We can use the fun Joe, pushing him around
F
Well show him the ropes and destroy his hopes
Put him in the ring, Joe, give the guy a chance
Let him feel the sting, Joe we can make him dance
We'll pulp him to bits then he'll call it quits for sure, Joe
So you wanna be a boxer, wanna be the champ
There's a golden boy inside you, not a punched-out tramp
If you listen and you learn, there's an honour you can earn and defend here
When you do see the crown you're a king not a clown, a contender
But you might as well quit, if you haven't got it
Put him in the ring, Joe, something new to punch
Let me have a swing, Joe then we'll go to lunch
We'll make it quite swift then he'll get the drift
Put him in the ring, Joe chicken a la carte
Let me have a wing, Joe tearing him apart
That chicken will crow
C Bb G# G F
Let me have him Joe
Ding ding!
Tabbed by Chris Parker - [email protected]
This is mostly F barred all the way through, but keep taking your index
finger off to play the low E, to get the hammered 'Du-dum' effect.
F
So you wanna be a boxer, in the golden ring
Can you punch like a south-bound freight train, tell me just one thing
Dm F
Can you move in a whirl like a humming bird's wing if you need to?
Dm F
Can you bob, can you weave can you fake, and deceive when you need to?
Well, you might as well quit, if you haven't got it
So you wanna be a boxer, can you pass the test?
I can tell you've got it in you, I've trained the best.
When you work and you sweat and you bet that you train to a buzz-saw
Then you near lose your mind when you find that your boy has a glass jaw
So you might as well quit, if you haven't got it.
Bb
Putting him in the ring, Joe, look at what you found
We can use the fun Joe, pushing him around
F
Well show him the ropes and destroy his hopes
Put him in the ring, Joe, give the guy a chance
Let him feel the sting, Joe we can make him dance
We'll pulp him to bits then he'll call it quits for sure, Joe
So you wanna be a boxer, wanna be the champ
There's a golden boy inside you, not a punched-out tramp
If you listen and you learn, there's an honour you can earn and defend here
When you do see the crown you're a king not a clown, a contender
But you might as well quit, if you haven't got it
Put him in the ring, Joe, something new to punch
Let me have a swing, Joe then we'll go to lunch
We'll make it quite swift then he'll get the drift
Put him in the ring, Joe chicken a la carte
Let me have a wing, Joe tearing him apart
That chicken will crow
C Bb G# G F
Let me have him Joe
Ding ding!
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