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Frankly Mr Shankly by The Smiths - Guitar Chords

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            The Smiths - Frankly Mr Shankly from The Queen is Dead
Transcribed by Craig Ablitt

Capo 2nd Fret - make the chord shapes as detailed below

Intro - D

1ST VERSE
G                            B#m         A 
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held 

   B#m     A               D
It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul

          G                   B#m      A
I want to leave, you will not miss me 

          B#m        A          G        D
I want to go down in musical history 


VERSE 2
G                           B#m       A
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck 

             B#m   A       D
I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck 

             G             B#m      A
I must move fast, you understand me 

             B#m     A         G
I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly 

MIDDLE


VERSE 3
G                 B#m    A
Fame, Fame, fatal Fame 

            B#m     A             D
It can play hideous tricks on the brain

               G 
But still I'd rather be famous 

     B#m          A
Than righteous or holy 

B#m          A        G        D
Any day, any day, any day 


VERSE 4    
    G                          B#m      A
But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled 

       B#m            A                  D
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill 

          G                  B#m     A
I want to live and I want to Love 

          B#m                  A           G          D
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of 


VERSE 5
G                            B#m         A
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held 

   B#m     A             D
It pays my way and it corrodes my soul 

              G                     B#m    A
Oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry 

         B#m               A                 G                     D
I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, Mr. Shankly 


VERSE 6

G                            B#m    A
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask 

          B#m       A           D
You are a flatulent pain in the arse 

         G             B#m   A
I didn't mean to be so rude 

         B#m        A            G
Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly 

                 D
Oh, give us your money !  
        

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