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Song title:       Rubber Bullets
Original Album:   10cc

Words and Music by Kevin Godley, Lol Creme and Graham Gouldman
Copyright © 1972 UK-Records and © 2000 Repertoire Records
Published by UK-Records

Transcribed by Gavin Chart (contactus@gartfrets.net)


NOTES:
The INTRO is played as bass-notes strummed rythmically on the 6th string
(G and A) and 5th string (C and D). If you listen to the recording, you'll
get the right tempo. Timing is 4/4.


INTRO:   G - A - C - D
     

VERSE:
Chords:
D   xx0232
G   320033
A   x02220

  D                                   G
I went to a party at the local county jail
        D                                      G
All the cons were dancing and the men began to wail
        A                              G
But the guys were indiscrete they were balling in the street
       D                  A             D    A
At the local dance at the local county jail


VERSE:
         D                                        G
Well the band were playing and the booze began to flow
        D                                   G
But the sound came over on the police car radio
        A                    G
Down at Precinct 49 having a tear gas of a time
         D                         A                      D      A
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the County Jail


CHORUS:
Chords:
Bm   xx4432
G    320033
Em   022000
A    x02220
D    xx0232

     Bm                             G
Load up load up load up with rubber bullets
     Bm                             G
Load up load up load up with rubber bullets
          Em                  A
I love to hear those convicts squeal
       Em                      A
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
       D                         A            D    A
But we can't have dancing at the local county jail


VERSE:
D#   x68886
E    x79997

         D                                         G
Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
        D                                      G
And for miles around you could hear the sirens wail
          A                                   G
There's a rumour going round death-row that a fuse is going to blow
       D                A            D                                                Eb
At the local hop at the local county jail
                                    (Whatcha gonna do about it,
                   D#
whatcha gonna do?)

 E
(Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do?)


[Guitar SOLO over INTRO chords: G - A - C - D]


BRIDGE:
Dm    xx0231 or x57765
F#m   244222
G#m   466444
A     x02220
B     x24442
C     x35553

         D
Sergeant Baker started talking with a bullhorn in his hand
       Dm
He was cool he was clear he was he was always in command
        A          G    Em     A
He said blood will flow here padre 
Em        F#m          A
Padre you talk to your boys

            
A        G  D   F#m  G    G#m  A   B   C
Trust in me God will come to   set you free


Bass figure:

   F    F#   G    Ab   A    Bb   B
|-----------------------------------|
|-----------------------------------|
|-----------------------------------|
|--1-1--2-2--3-3--4-4--5-5--6-6--7--|


VERSE:
        D                                              G
Well we don't understand why he called in the National Guard
           D                                          G
When Uncle Sam is the one who belongs in the exercise yard
   A                            G
We all got balls and brains but some's got balls and chains
       D                  A            D     A         
At the local dance at the local county jail


CHORUS:
     Bm                             G
Load up load up load up with rubber bullets
     Bm                             G
Load up load up load up with rubber bullets

      Em            A           Em               A
Is it really such a crime for a guy to spend his time
       D                  A            D
At the local dance at the local county jail
       D                  A            D                                             Eb
At the local dance at the local county jail
                                      (Whatcha gonna do about it,
                   D#
whatcha gonna do?)

 E
(Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do?)


[Guitar SOLO over INTRO chords: G - A - C - D]

[SOLO out on D]