Clean Up Your Own Backyard por Elvis Presley, tablaturas e acordes no PlayUkuleleNET

Clean Up Your Own Backyard

Biografia:

Elvis Aaron Presley, ou simplesmente Elvis Presley (East Tupelo, Mississippi, Estados Unidos, 8 de Janeiro de 1935 — Memphis, Tennessee, Estados Unidos, 16 de Agosto de 1977) foi um famoso cantor, músico, ator e dançarino denominado o Rei do Rock, também conhecido pela alcunha de Elvis The Pelvis, apelido pelo qual ficou conhecido na década de 50 por sua maneira extravagante e ousada de dançar.

Uma de suas maiores virtudes era a sua voz, devido ao seu alcance vocal

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Clean Up Your Own Backyard:Elvis Presley.
#21 in UK and #35 on BB Hot 100 on RCA
Records in 1969.

INTRO: E B E

#1.
E B E
Back porch preacher preaching at me, acting like
B E
he wrote the golden rules.
A E A E
Shaking his fist and screeching at me, shouting from

his soap box like a fool.
B A
Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed with his eyes

all red, with the wine in his head..wishing he was
E
dead when he oughta be heading for Sunday school.

CHORUS:
E A
Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me none
E
of your lines.
B A
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,
E A B E
I'll tend to mine.

#2.
E B
Drugstore cowboy criticizing, acting like he's better
E
than you and me.
A E
Standing on the sidewalk supervising, telling everybody
D E
how they ought to be.
B A
Come closing time most every night, he locks up tight and

out go the lights and he ducks out of sight and he cheats
E
on his wife with his employee.

CHORUS:
E A D
Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me none
E
of your lines.
B A
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,
E A B E
I'll tend to mine.

#3.
E
Armchair quarterback's always moanin', second guessing

people all day long.
A B
Pushing, fooling and hanging on in, always messing where
E
they don't belong.
A B A
When you get right down to the nitty-gritty, isn't it a pity
D A
that in this big city not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
E
he could have been a little bit wrong.

CHORUS:
E A D
Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me none
E
of your lines.
Bm A
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,
E A B E
I'll tend to mine.

OUTRO:
E B A
Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business, I'll
E
tend to mine.

A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.