Тональность: Bb major•
Verse 1
Eb
Gm
Eb
C
Gm
Eb
Bb
Bb
I often dreamt of a career
Eb
I really didn't have to dream too far
F
Cos Mum and Dad were on the stage,
G
it all seemed very clear
C
F
Bb
That I'd go on the boards and be a star
Eb
I practised every number
Bb
till I knew them all by heart
D
G
F
C
I memorised the witty repartee
Cm
F
Ab
Bb
One day I told my father, Dad,
it's time for me to start
G
Eb
An d this is what
F
Bb
my mother said to me
Eb
Life's a bed of roses
till the show you're doing closes
F
Bb
On the boards, on the boards
F
Bb
Every shining hour
F
Bb
brings a shower of rewards
Eb
F
If you think it's funny
Eb
getting laughs instead of money
Bb
Eb
Bb
Eb
On the boards, damn those boards
Ab
F
Unless you wanna blow your vocal chords
Bb
C
If you think you're quite a someone,
F
when some bum out there applauds,
Bb
Eb
go on the stalls, go on the balls,
G
C
F
for rich rewards,
Bb
Eb
Gm
Eb
F
Eb
go on the balls.
Life is fine and dandy,
Bb
but a free meal comes in handy,
F
Eb
F
Bb
on the balls, on the balls.
F
Bb
Every night you're whining out
F
Bb
and dining out like lords
Eb
F
Paying with a check
that's gonna bounce
Eb
from here to Mecca on the boards
Bb
Eb
Down those boards!
Ab
Where else can you draw blood
Bb
with rubber swabs?
C
If you've got the dedication
F
and the pa tience of a saint
Eb
Go on the boards!
Bb
Eb
Go on the boards!
C
F
To live like lords
Bb
D#
B
Go on the boards
A
D#dim
On the other hand,
E
if you want a cosy life,
C
A house, a car, some kids, a wife,
E
C#
F#
A little Sunday golfing and a beer,
C#
F#
B
If you want to live that way,
E
A
C#
A steady job with steady pay,
F#
B
And a trip to Scunthorpe every hour,
D#
B
A
Drive a trolley, fix a faucet,
E
push a barrel around
A
Breed a collie, make a corset,
E
take a job underground
A
At least you know you'll get your dough
E
D
when Friday comes round
C#
B
A#
F#
B
If you want to lead a cosy life
C
C
On the other hand,
F
life is rich and golden
Until your masterpiece starts
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F
folding on the boards
Bb
C
On the boards
Gm
G
C
Dancing like a demon,
G
C
you're a he -man with the brawns
F
C
If you like your ac tion,
G
F
well your leg is a protraction
On the boards
Damn those boards
Bb
And damn those bleating,
A
popcorn -eating whores
C
D
If you wanna miss a custard guy
G
and a bustard in your face
C
F
Go on the boards
G
D
F#
G
For hordes of broads,
C
F
go on the boards
Gm
G
F
Eb
But I'd rather
A
Bb
Than to wake up as a clerk
B
C
I love those boards,
Db
those rubber swords
D
Bb
Those hordes of broads,
D
G
their rich rewards
F
C
F
I love the bars
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