Dirty Postcards chords by The Korgis

Dirty Postcards

by
The Korgis



intro bass notes:  C# - Ab F# C# - F# Ab

 C#m7              Amaj7
I thought it was a joke when you called me up
  Bbdim
And said you needed ironing
      A           Bbdim
There were creases in your facial lining
     F/C      F/D      F/E     F/D
Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights
 F/C     F/D        F/E    F/D
A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright
   F/C      Bb  C     Bb
Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see
             C         F
So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me
C  E F    C  E F
Back to me,   back to me

 C#m7              Amaj7
I thought it was a lark when you phoned my dad
  Bbdim
And told him that you'd have to catch the measles
    A                  Bbdim
You're flesh was being ripped to shreds by weasels
     F/C      F/D      F/E     F/D
Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights
 F/C     F/D        F/E    F/D
A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright
   F/C      Bb  C     Bb
Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see
             C         F
So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me
C  E F    C  E F
Back to me,   back to me
   G       G/F#      G/E     G/D
T'was on the Norfolk Broads, we were punting one day
   G       G/F#    G/E G/D
You received a nasty bump on the he--ead
      G       G/F#    G/E     G/D
And you've never been the same since needless to say
   Gm         Gm/F   Eb
How I wish it could have been me instead
 Gm         Gm/F    Ebmaj7    Am Gm
I wish it could have been me inste-------ead

{Instrumental]
Am7 Gm7 Am7 Gm7 Am7 Gm7

Am  F/C  G   Am
[pattern repeats 3x]

Am  F/C  G  F G Am Bdim C  Bdim

 C#m7              Amaj7
I thought it was a prank when you wired the Pope
  Bbdim          A
To say you'd a vision of an aardvark
    Bbdim              Bdim  C#m7/B Bbdim
Who was perpetrating ghastly deeds with Saint Ma--aa----ark
     F/C      F/D      F/E     F/D
Won't you have a little rest when they turn out the lights
 F/C     F/D        F/E    F/D
A nice cup of tea and you'll be feeling alright
   F/C      Bb  C     Bb
Don't fret, you'll recover yet you'll see
             C         Bb
So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me
             C         Bb
So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me
             C         F
So keep on sending dirty postcards back to me
C  E F    C  E F
Back to me,   back to me