Franz Ferdinand - The Lobster Quadrille Chords

 
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
1
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
8 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X

A

variations
4 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
6 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
8 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
11 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X

11 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
         
         
         
         
2
3
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
2
4
1
7 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
4
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X

12 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
Fm"Will you walk a little faster?" Said a whiting to a snail, A"There's a porpoise close behind us, And he's treading on my tail. FmSee how eagerly the lobsters And the turtles all advance! AThey are waiting on the shingle - Will you come and join the dance? FmWill you, won't you, will you, Won't you, will you jEmoin the dFmance? Will you, won't you, will you, Won't you, won't you jEmoin the dFmance? "You can really have notion How delightful it will be When they take us up and throw us, With the lobsters, out to sea!" But the snail replied, "Too far, too far!" And gave a look askance - Said he thanked the whiting kindly, But he would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, Could not, would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, Could not, could not join the dance. "What matters it how far we go?" His scaly friend replied, "There is another shore, you know, Upon the other side. The further off from England The nearer is to France - Then turn not pale, beloved snail, But come and join the dance. Will you, won't you, will you, Won't you, will you join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, Won't you, won't you join the dance?