{title: Right Said Fred}
{artist: Bernard Cribbins}
{define: A frets 2 1 0 0 fingers 1 2 0 0}
{define: Am6 frets 2 0 2 0 fingers 2 0 3 0}
{define: B7 frets 4 3 2 0 fingers 4 3 2 0}

Whistle this tune with [A] [Am6]
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A|--4--7--------4--7--------------|
E|--------7--5--------7--5--7--5--|
C|--------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------|
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[A]Right said [Am6]Fred [A]both of us to[Am6]gether
[A]one each [Am6]end and [A]steady as we [E7]go
[A]tried to [Am6]shift it [A]couldn't even [Am6]lift it
[A]we was [Am6]getting [A]nowhere[A7] and
[D]so [B7]we [E7]had a cuppa tea

And [A]right said [Am6]Fred [A]give a shout to [Am6]Charlie
[A]Up comes [Am6]Charlie [A]from the floor [E7]below
[A]After [Am6]Straining, [A]heaving and com[Am6]plaining
[A]we was [Am6]getting [A]nowhere[A7] and
[D]so [B7]we [E7]had a cuppa tea


And [A]Charlie had a [A7]think and he [D]thought we ought to
[A]take off [A7]all the [D]handles
And the [B7]things wot held the [E7]candles
But it [B7]did no good. Well I [E7]never thought it would


All[A]right said [Am6]Fred [A]have to take the [Am6]feet off
to [A]get them [Am6]feet off [A]wouldn't take a [E7]mo
[A]took its [Am6]feet off, [A]Even took the [Am6]seat off
[A]should have [Am6]got us [A]somewhere[A7] but [D]no
So [Bm]Fred said [E7]let's have a[A]nother cuppa [F#m]tea
And [Bm7]we said [E7]right [A]-o


[A]Right said [Am6]Fred [A]have to take the door [Am6]off
[A]Need more [Am6]space to [A]shift the so and [E7]so
[A]Had bad [Am6]twinges, [A]getting off the [Am6]hinges
[A]And it [Am6]got us [A]nowhere[A7] and
[D]so [B7]we [E7]had a cuppa tea


And [A]right said [Am6]Fred [A]have to take the [Am6]wall down
[A]That there [Am6]wall will [A]really have to [E7]go
[A]Took the [Am6]wall down, [A]Even with it [Am6]all down
[A]we was [Am6]getting [A]nowhere[A7] and
[D]so [B7]we [E7]had a cuppa tea


And [A]Charlie had a [A7]think and [D]said look Fred
I've [A]got this [A7]sort of [D]feeling
if we [B7]removed the [E7]ceiling
With a [B7]rope or two, we could [E7]drop the blighter through.


So [A]right said [Am6]Fred [A]climbing up the [Am6]ladder
[A]With his [Am6]crowbar [A]gave a mighty [E7]blow
[A]Was he in [Am6]trouble, [A]half a ton of [Am6]rubble
[A]landed on the [A7]top of his [D]dome
So [Bm]Charlie and [E7]me had a[A]nother cuppa [F#m]tea
And [Bm7]then we [E7]went [A]home

(Spoken)...I'll said to Charlie we'll just have to leave it standing on the landing,
thats all. You see the trouble with fred is he's too hasty. Now you never get nowhere,
if you're too hasty...