Soliloquy chords by Sarah Brightman

Chords with lyrics

Intro: B minorBm E9E9 B minorBm E9E9

B minorBm             E9E9        B minorBm        E9E9
I wonder what he'll think of me! I guess he'll call me old man"
        D MajorD           A7A7 D MajorD          A7A7  D MajorD   F#7F#7
I guess he'll think I can lick ev'ry other feller's father well, I can!
 B minorBm             E9E9       B minorBm      E9E9
I bet that he'll turn out to be the spittin' image of his dad
        D MajorD
But he'll have more common sense
      A7A7 D MajorD        A7A7  D MajorD
Than his pudding headed father ever had
   B minorBm
I'll teach him to wrassle, and dive through
        Bm7Bm7             E9E9
A augmentedA wave when we go in the mornin's for our swim
   A minorAm
His mother can teach him the way to behave,
     Am7Am7           B7/13-
But she won't make a sissy out o' him
  E7/9-     Am9Am9     D7M E5-/7 A7A7+/9- D6D6
Not him!  Not my boy!  Not Bill!       Bill!
G+G    G6G6     Am7Am7       D7D7    G6G6 G#dimG#dim D7D7
My boy Bill! I will see that he is named after me, I  will
G+G    G6G6       Am7Am7    D7D7    G6G6  BdimBdim Am7Am7
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall and tough as a tree, will  Bill,
D7D7    G+G            B7B7
Like a tree he'll grow with his head held high
     E minorEm           A9A9
And his feet planted firm on the ground
     D MajorD    G7M   D MajorD   G6G6   D MajorD   A7A7   D MajorD
And you won't see nobody dare to try to boss or toss him around!
D9D9 G+G      Am7Am7    G7M   D7D7       G+G C6C6 G+G C6C6 G+G C6C6 G+G C6C6
No pot-bellied, baggy-eyed bully'll boss him around
  G+G      C6C6      G+G  C6C6
I don't give a damn what he does
   G+G     C6C6     G+G   C6C6
As long as he does what he likes!
    G+G     C6C6   G+G     C6C6
He can sit on his tail or work on a rail
    G+G     C6C6   Bb majorBb    Eb6Eb6 Bb majorBb Eb6Eb6
With a hammer a hammering spikes!
    Bb majorBb   Eb6Eb6    Bb majorBb  Eb6Eb6
He can ferry a boat on a river
  Bb majorBb    Eb6Eb6    Bb majorBb  Eb6Eb6  D7D7
Or peddle a pack on his back  or work up and down
   G+G            D7D7
The streets of a town with a whip and a horse
   G+G      G minorGm      A7A7
And a hack he can haul a scow along a canal
 G minorGm     A7A7        F# minorF#m       Ab7Ab7
Run a cow around a corral or maybe bark for a carrousel
  F# minorF#m           D7D7
Of course it takes talent to do that well
  G+G     C6C6      G+G   C6C6
He might be a champ of the heavyweights
   G+G      C6C6    G+G   C6C6
Or a feller that sells you glue
  E minor 7Em7       A7A7      C majorC    D5-/7   G+G
Or President of the United States that'd be all right, too
Am7Am7          D7D7
His mother would like that
          G6G6                DdimDdim D7D7
But he wouldn't be President unless he wanted to be not Bill!
G+G    G6G6      Am7Am7      D7D7    G6G6  DdimDdim Am7Am7
My boy, Bill! He'll be tall and as tough as a tree, will Bill!
 D7D7   G+G            B7B7
Like a tree he'll grow with his head held high
     E minorEm           A9A9
And his feet planted firm on the ground
    D MajorD     G+G   D MajorD    G6G6    D MajorD   A7A7    D MajorD
And you won't see nobody dare to try to boss or toss him around!
D9D9 G+G       Am7Am7      G+G
No fat bottomed, flabby-faced, pot-bellied,
Am7Am7    G7M     D7D7    Am7Am7
Baggy-eyed bastard'll boss him around!
      A minorAm
And I'll be damned if he'll marry the boss'
      Am7Am7
Daughter a skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water
    F6F6
Who'll give him a peck and call it a kiss
   E7E7     Gm6Gm6       G+G
And look in his eyes through a lorgnette
E7E7  A minorAm                Am7Am7 DmDm  C majorC  E7E7  A minorAm
Say, why am I talkin' on like this? My kid ain't even been born, yet!
F7F7      F6F6       F7F7     F6F6
I can see him when he's seventeen or so
  F7F7     F6F6    F7F7  F6F6
And startin' to go with a girl!
F7F7       F6F6        F7F7     F6F6
I can give him lots of pointers, very sound
    Gb6Gb6     Abm6Abm6   Gb6Gb6
On the way to get 'round any girl
F7F7       F6F6       F7F7
I can tell him wait a minute! Could it be?
     Gm7Gm7       C7C7  A minorAm D9D9 A minorAm  D9D9
What the hell! What if he is a girl?  Bill,  oh Bill
A minorAm            D9D9
What would I do with her? What could
       A minorAm          D9D9
I do for her? A augmentedA bum with no money!
       C majorC
You can have fun with a son,
    G7G7 C majorC        G7G7  C majorC  E7E7
But you got to be a father to a girl
  A minorAm          D9D9       A minorAm       D9D9
She mighn't be so bad at that a kid with ribbons in her hair!
     C majorC           G7G7 C majorC
A augmentedA kind o' neat and petite little tin-type
        G7G7   C majorC  Bb majorBb C7C7
Of her mother! What a pair,
I can just hear myself bragging about her!
FF        A7A7         G minorGm         C7/13 C7C7
My little girl pink and white as peaches and cream is she
FF         Bb majorBb      FF     G minorGm     Gm7Gm7   C5-/7 C7C7
My little girl is half again as bright as girls are meant to be!
Am7Am7      FF   Bb majorBb C7C7 Am7Am7    FF  E7/A E7E7
Dozens of boys  pursue her, many a likely lad
 A augmentedA         Bm9Bm9 E7E7  A7A7      D7D7  G7/13 C7C7
Does what he can to woo her from her faithful dad
 FF      A7A7          G minorGm         C7/13 C7C7
She has a few pink and white young fellers of two and three
  FF          Bb majorBb      FF   G9G9 FF    C7C7   FF
But my little girl gets hungry ev'ry night and she come home to me!
  BB         Eb MajorEb
I got to get ready before she comes!
Bb7M            GbGb      BbmBbm
I got to make certain that she won't be dragged up in slums
BbM7Bbm7  GbGb     EbmEbm FF    Bb majorBb         DmDm  Bb majorBb
With a lot o' bums like me she's got to be sheltered  and fed and dressed
DmDm   Bb majorBb     DmDm   Bb majorBb  Eb7M    EbmEbm    Bb majorBb
In the best money  can buy! I never knew how to get money
BbdimBbdim   F7F7   BdimBdim    BbmBbm FF
But, I'll try, by God! I'll try!
   Bb majorBb    Eb MajorEb  FF    Bb7M      Eb MajorEb      Bb majorBb DbDb F7F7 Bb majorBb
I'll go out and make it or steal it or take it or die!