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ALL THE YOUNG DUDES David Bowie
[D]Billy rapped all night about his suicide, how he[Dmaj7]
[bm]kick it in the head when he was twenty-five.[bm7]
f#m A
Don't wanna stay alive when your twenty five.
(Same)
Wendy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars and
Freddy's got spots from ripping off stars
from his face - a funky little boat race.
BRIDGE
em
The television man is crazy sayin' we're
[F#]juvenile deliquent wrecks.[bm]
[G]Well, man, I need a TV when I'[D]ve got
[A]T. Rex. Hey, brother, ya guessed - I'm a dude.
REFRAIN
[D] [Dmaj7] All the young dudes
[bm] [bm7] Carry the ne--
[am]--ews) B[am7]oogaloo dudes
[F] [C] Carry the ne--
G C A into the next D
--ews
VERSE
Now Lucy's looking sweet, though he dresses like a queen, he can
kick like a mule, its a real mean team.
We can love, we can love.
And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones we
never got it off on that revolution stuff.
What a drag - too many snags.
BRIDGE
Well I drunk a lotta wine and I'm feelin' fine -
gonna race some cat to bed. Is this
concrete all around or is it
in my head? Oh, Brother, ya guessed - I'm a dude.
REFRAIN
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
Ok, here we go. This is my first post, so deep breaths. This is quite
tricky to play in parts. It's based on the 'David Live' version - as
I don't have a copy of Mott the Hopple! Have fun. Comments corrections
etc, mail me.
All the Young Dudes
David Bowie
[A]Well, Billy [D]rapped all night about his s[A/C#]uicide
How he'd [Bm]kick it in the head when he was [D/A]twenty five,
[F#m]speed ive, don't wanna stay alive [A]when your twenty five.
And [D]Wendy's stealing clothes from [A/C#]unlocked cars, and
[Bm]Freddies got spots from [D/A]rippin' off the stars from his [F#m]face
(funky little [A]boat race)
The [Em]television man is crazy saying were [F#7]juvenile deliquent [Bm]wrecks
Oh [G]man I need TV[D] when I got[Asus4] T.Rex -[A]
Oh broth[A]er you guessed, I'm a dude dad.
Chorus
[D]Ah [A/C#]all the young dudes[Bm7]
[D/A]carry the news[Am]
[G]boogaloo dudes[F]
[C/E]carry the news[Bm] [C] [A/C#] [D]
[A/C#]All the young dudes[Bm7]
[D/A]carry the news[Am]
[G]boogaloo dudes[F]
[C/E]carry the news[Bm] [C] [A/C#]
Lucy looking sweet 'cos he dresses like a queen,
but he can kick like mule it's a real mean team,
but we can love - oh yes we can love.
And my brothers back at home with his Beatles and his Stones,
we never got it off on all that revolution stuff
what a drag, - too many snags.
Now I drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine -
got to race some cat to bed - oh is there concrete all around
or is it it my head - Yeah I'm a dude dad.
repeat chorus.
Posted by
A.D. Walmsley
[1993] e-mail walmsley@uk.ac.liverpool
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