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Tuning: E A D G B E
The Last Polka by Ben Folds Five INTRO: Dm Gm7 Dm Dm Dm/E Dm/F Dm/G Dm/A Dm/B Dm/C Dm/C# Dm Gm7 Dm Dm Gm Dm (G#-A-E-F-C#-D-G#-A) Well, she crept back in the house at half past three
Shook her Dmhead to see him Gmsnoring in his Dmsleep DmIf Am/Eyou Frea - F#dimlly Gmloved me she said Am7I wouldn't A7have to be so Dmmean
Dm C/D Dm Gm7 Gm/A Gm/C Dm C/D Dm Dm C/D Dm Gm7 Gm/A Gm/C Dm C/D Dm
He's a Dmheap of junk that Gmpours from his top Dmdrawer Sometimes Dmlikes to spread it Gmout around the Dmfloor It's Dmev - Am/Ei - Fdence F#dimof Gmwhat he was like Am A7 Dm (D-E-F-A-D-E-F gliss down) He likes to remember when
Treble: D E F A D E F Bass: D C# C B-natural [chorus:]
BbSha la la, sha la la lo li The Cend is growing Fnear F/G F/A BbWe're treading water now And Cholding back our Ftears F/G F/A BbAnd the day is rising We're Csinking sha Dmla laD/C lo li
Treble: D C# D F E F G# A B-natural Bass: Bb A Bb D C# D E F F-G Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7 Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/C Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7/C Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7 Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Gm7 Am7 A7
In a Dmminute it will Gmall be coming Dmdown And they Dmknow it now but Gmno one makes a Dmsound DmSuch Am/Ea Fshame F#dimto Gmruin this bright AmLazy A7sunny Dmday
Treble: D E F A D E F Bass: D C# C B-natural
BbSha la la, sha la la lo li The Cend is growing Fnear F/G F/A BbWe're treading water now And Cholding back our Ftears F/G F/A BbAnd the day is rising We're Csinking sha Dmla laD/C lo li
Treble: D C# D F E F G# A B-natural Bass: Bb A Bb D C# D E F F-G Bbmaj7 Bbdim/Db Dm Bbdim/Db Dm (D-A-G#-G natural-F-D-A-G#-G natural-F-D-C) My my, the cruelest lies are often told without a word
My Bbmaj7my, the Bbdim/Dbkindest truths are Dmof - A/C#ten Dmspoke - A/C#n, Dmnev - Amer Gm7heard Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7 Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/C Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7/C Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7 Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Gm7 Am7 A7
Treble: G F G A Bb A Bb C D C D E F E F G A Bb A Bb A Bb A Bb A Bb A Bb A Bb A Bb Bass: Gm7 Am A7
She said, "DmYou've been pushing me Gmlike I was a sore Dmtooth. DmYou can't respect me 'Gmcause I've done so much Dmfor you." DmHe Am/Esaid, F"Well F#dimI Gm7hate that it's come to this But Ambaby I was A7doing fine. How Dmdo you think That Dm/C#I survived the Dm/Cother twenty-Dm/Bfive before you?"
BbSha la la, sha la la lo li The Cend is growing Fnear F/G F/A BbWe're treading water now And Cholding back our Ftears F/G F/A BbAnd the day is rising We're Csinking sha Dmla laD/C lo li
Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7/C Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/Bb Am7/F Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7 Am7/D Am7/C Am/Bb