The Beatles

Abbey Road Medley

The Beatles

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Intro:
(  Am7  Dm7  G  C  ) 
(  F7M  Dm6  E  Am  ) 

Am7                         Dm7 
    You never give me your money 
G                        C 
  You only give me your funny paper 
F7M                         Dm6  E 
    And in the middle of negoti__ations 
      Am 
You break down 

Am7                      Dm7 
    I never give you my number 
G                     C 
  I only give you my situation 
F7M                         Dm6  E 
    And in the middle of investigation 
    Am        C  G7 
I break down 

C                  E7 
  Out of college, money spent 
 Am             C7 
See no future, pay no rent 
F                G                C  G7 
All the money's gone, nowhere to go 

C             E7 
  Any jobber got the sack 
 Am              C7 
Monday morning, turning back 
 F             G               C  C7 
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go 

    Bb                      F 
But oh, that magic feeling 
            C 
Nowhere to go 
Bb                      F 
Oh, that magic feeling 
            C 
Nowhere to go, nowhere to go 

(  Bb  F  C  ) 
(  Bb  F  C  ) 
(  Bb  F  C  ) 
(  D7  Eb  G7  ) 
(  C  A7  Eb  C7 
(  F#  Eb7  A  F#  G  G#  ) 

A5             B5 
   One sweet dream 
 C5 
Pick up the bags 
 E5              A7 
Get in the limousine 
 Dm7            G7 
Soon we'll be away from here 
  Dm7              G7                A5 
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away 

            B7 
One sweet dream 
       C7M  G 
Came true 
   A 
Today 
       C7M  G 
Came true 
   A 
Today 
       C7M  G 
Came true 
   A 
Today, yes, it did 

(  C7M  G  A  ) 

C7M               G 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven 
A 
All good children go to heaven 
C7M               G 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven 
A 
All good children go to heaven 
C7M               G 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven 
A 
All good children go to heaven 
C7M               G 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven 
A 
All good children go to heaven 

(  C7M  G  A  ) 
(  C7M  G  A  ) 
(  C7M  G  A  ) 
(  C7M  G  A  ) 


(  E  ) 
(  F#m  B6  E  ) 
(  F#m  B6  E  ) 
(  F#m  B6  E  E6  ) 

Dm7 
Ah 
 C    C7M       Gm7  A7 
Here comes the Sun K_ing 
 C    C7M       Gm7  A7 
Here comes the Sun K_ing 
F                  D7 
  Everybody's laughing 
F                 D7 
  Everybody's happy 
 C    Em7       C7  F 
Here comes the Sun King 

 F#m7 
Quando para mucho, mi amore 
         B6     E6  E 
Qué felice corazón 
 F#m7 
Mundo paparazzi, mi amore 
          B6      E6  E 
Chica ferdy, parasol 
 F#m7 
Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho 
            B6        E   E6 
Que can eat it, carousel 


 E                         E4 
Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park 
               E              E4     E 
Shaves in the dark trying to save paper 
  B7                          C7  C#7 
Sleeps in a hole in the road 
 D7                            C#7  C7 
Saving up to buy some clothes 
 B7 
Keeps a ten-bob note up his nose 
        E        C   B7 
Such a mean old man 
        E        C   B7 
Such a mean old man 

 E                   E4 
His sister Pam works in a shop 
            E             E4    E 
She never stops, she's a go-getter 
 B7                                 C7  C#7 
Takes him out to look at the Queen 
D7                              C#7  C7 
Only place that he's ever been 
B7 
Always shouts out something obscene 
        E         C   B7 
Such a dirty old man 
 E         C   B7 
Dirty old man 

(  B7  C7  C#7  ) 


(  D5  A5  E5  ) 
(  D5  A5  E5  ) 

                  D   A             E 
Well, you should see Polythene Pam 
               D 
She's so good-looking 
         A                E 
But she looks like a man 
                  G 
Well, you should see her in drag 
                B7 
Dressed in her polythene bag 
                 C   D             E 
Yes, you should see Polythene Pam 
 C     D          E 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(  D5  A5  E5  ) 
(  D5  A5  E5  ) 

       D              A                  E 
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt 
              D 
She's killer-diller 
             A                  E 
When she's dressed to the hilt 
           G 
She's the kind of a girl 
                B7 
That makes the News of the World 
                C              D               E 
Yes, you could say she was attractively built 
 C     D          E 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(  D5  A5  E5  ) 
(  D5  A5  E5  ) 

Solo 1 D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 
         D5  A5  E5 


(  E5  D5  C#5  B5  ) 

"Oh, listen to that now" 

"Heh, heh, heh" 

"Ooh, look out!" 

"Here she-" 

A                                   D 
  She came in through the bathroom window 
A                         D 
  Protected by a silver-spoon 
A                                  D 
  But now she sucks her thumb and wanders 
        D7 
By the banks of her own lagoon 

A                 Dm 
  Didn't anybody tell her? 
A                 Dm 
  Didn't anybody see? 
 G7                       C      C/B 
Sunday's on the phone to Monday 
 G7                        C 
Tuesday's on the phone to me 

A                               D 
  She said she'd always been a dancer 
A                                D 
  She worked at fifteen clubs a day 
A                                   D 
  And though she thought I knew the answer 
          D7 
Well, I knew what I could not say 

A                             D 
  And so I quit the police department 
A                          D 
  And got myself a steady job 
A                                   D 
  And though she tried her best to help me 
            D7 
She could steal, but she could not rob 

A                 Dm 
  Didn't anybody tell her? 
A                 Dm 
  Didn't anybody see? 
 G7                       C      C/B 
Sunday's on the phone to Monday 
 G7                        C 
Tuesday's on the phone to me 
     A 
Oh, yeah 


(  Am  ) 

Am7 
Once, there was a way 
                 Dm 
To get back homeward 
G7 
Once, there was a way 
             C 
To get back home 
  E7           Am               Dm9 
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry 
G7                         C 
   And I will sing a lullaby 

 C       F9               C 
Golden slumbers fill your eyes 
         F9                C 
Smiles awake you when you rise 
  E7           Am               Dm9 
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry 
G7                         C 
   And I will sing a lullaby 

Am7 
Once, there was a way 
                 Dm 
To get back homeward 
G7 
Once, there was a way 
             C 
To get back home 
  E7           Am               Dm9 
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry 
G7                         C 
   And I will sing a lullaby 


 C                 G 
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight 
 G7                  C 
Carry that weight a long time 
 C                 G 
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight 
 G7                  C         C/B 
Carry that weight a long time 

(  Am7  Am7/D  Dm7  ) 
(  G7  C4  C  C7M  ) 

Solo 2 F7M  Bm  E7  Am 

Am7                      Am7/D  Dm7 
    I never give you my pil____low 
G7                    C4   C  C7M 
   I only send you my invitations 
F7M                           Bm   E7 
    And in the middle of the celebrations 
    Am7       G  C  G 
I break down 

 C                 G 
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight 
 G7                  C 
Carry that weight a long time 
 C                 G 
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight 
 G7                  C         C/B  A 
Carry that weight a long time 

(  C  C/B  A  ) 


(  A5  D5  B5  E5  ) 
(  A7  D7  A7  ) 

A5  D5   B5  E5 
Oh yeah, al_right 
A                        B7      A 
Are you gonna be in my dreams tonight? 

(  A7  D7  ) 
(  A7  D7  ) 

 A7        D7 
Love you, love you 
 A7        D7 
Love you, love you 
 A7        D7 
Love you, love you 

Solo 3 A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 
         A7  D7 

A 
And in the end 
     G 
The love you take 
   F             Dm7  G7 
Is equal to the love 
     C 
You make 

(  D  D#  F  C  ) 

Final: 

(  D/F#  ) 

D        D/C#        D/B        D/A 
  Her Majesty is a pretty nice girl 
         E7             A      D 
But she doesn't have a lot to say 
D        D/C#        D/B        D/A 
  Her Majesty is a pretty nice girl 
          E7                 A   A4  A 
But she changes from day to day 

Bm                       B2 
I wanna tell her that I love her a lot 
       D7                        G 
But I gotta get a belly full of wine 
                   D          B7 
Her Majesty is a pretty nice girl 
     E7            A        D        B7 
Someday I'm gonna make her mine, oh yeah 
     E7             A        D 
Someday, I'm gonna make her mine

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