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>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 (jschwab@nwu.edu)
>
>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.
>