#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #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: Fri, 31 Oct 1997 12:30:19 -0600 (CST) >From: Joseph M Schwab >Subject: TAB: Go Cry On Somebody Elses Shoulder by Frank Zappa > >Go Cry On Somebody Else's Shoulder >by Frank Zappa >>From the Album 'Freak Out' > >Transcribed by Joe Schwab ([email protected]) > >Straight strumming is best for this song. The verse sounds good with a >little arpeggiation, but this is a pretty straightforward tune. Kinda >doo-wop like (real Frankie Vallie stuff, here). > >[Prologue] > >G >A year ago today >Em >Was when you went away >C >But now you come back knocking on my door >D >And you say you're back to stay, but I say > > >[Chorus 1] >G Em C D >Go cry on somebody else's shoulder >G Em >I'm somewhat wiser now >C D >And one whole year older >G Em >I sure don't need you now >C D G Em C D7 >I don't love you anymore > >[Chorus 2] >G Em >You cheated me baby > C D >And told some dirty lies about me >G Em >Fooled around with all those other guys >C D >That's why I had to set you free >G Em >I sure don't need you now >C D G C G G7 >I don't love you anymore > > >[Verse] >C >A year ago today >Cm >You went away >G G7 >And now you come back crying, crying darling to me >C >I don't need you >Cm >No I don't love you anymore >A7 D7 >So go lean on, go cry, on somebody else's door > >[chorus 1] > >C >Go ahead and cry >Cm >Go ahead and let the tears fall out oy your eyes >G >Let 'em fall on your dress >G7 >Who cares if it makes a mess >C >I gave you my high school ring >Cm >At the rootbeer stand >A7 >We had a teenage love, baby > D7 >I thought it was sharp it was really so grand, but > >[chorus 2] >(change line from "That's why I had to set you free" to "That's >why I had to get my khaki's pressed") > >repeat chorus chords and fade while blubbering about how much you love this >woman. >
