After All

David Bowie

Tom: G

Em                            A             Am
Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall
Em    F
Oh by jingo
Em                               A        Am
There's no room for anger, we're all very small
Em     F
Oh by jingo
C                            G                             E
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies
         Am   Am7/G
From paradise
     D7                         Em
They think that we're holding a secretive ball
      F
Won't someone invite them
        G                      Am      Am7/G      Am/F#  Am/F
They're just smaller children, that's all, after all
Em                  A          Am
Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown
Em    F
Oh by jingo
Em                           A             Am
So hold on to nothing and he won't let you down
Em    F
Oh by jingo
     C                     G                        E
Some people are marching together and some on their own   
      Am   Am7/G
Quite alone
D7                      Em
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl
    F                            G
But some sit in silence, they're just older children
      Am  Am7/G   Am/F#  Am/F
That's all, after all

Interlúdio

F#m B Bm F#m G 2X

   C                      G                   E/G#
I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords
        Am    Am7/G
With my words
     D7                                 Em
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
        F                                G
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children
     Am Am7/G          Am/F#  Am/F
at all                 after all
Em                         A           Am
Live till your rebirth and do what you will
Em    F
Oh by jingo
Em                        A          Am
Forget all I said, please bear me no ill
Em    F          
Oh by jingo

Em  A  Am  Em F

Em  A  Am
        After all
Em  A  Am
After all

E   A  Am  E