Cold Shoulder (Difford/Tilbrook)
C D C D C D C D



             C            D              C       D

My head was stuck in the cat flap on the door

               C       D               C        D

Where I could see her walking on the kitchen floor

            Em                Am

Down on my knees, Just like a dog

                          F#m          B

Begging for scraps, that she said she hadn't got



C D C D



She took her pen & poked me in the eye

As through the lock I looked to see my world inside

I kicked & swore, void of all brain

I couldn't see that I was the one to blame



               Em

Chorus: Cold Shoulder, like a slaughtered cow in a butcher's fridge

               Am

        Cold Shoulder, she had laid the plans were we built our bridge

               C                 B7

        To a better life, Cold Shoulder



C D C D



I had been chased by a hairbrush that she threw,

Life was blurred when the hand of fate came into view.

It smacked my face, I was released

I came back home where life became a feast.



Chorus:



C D C D C D Am7G D



               Em           Am

It smacked my face, I was released

                        F#m         B7

I cam back home, where life became a feast.



Chorus:



C D C D



       C     D C D        C      D C D C

Cold Shoulder,      Cold Shoulder

             D  C D       C   D  Am7G D

Then I fell over, Into a bush

Transcribed by Neil David Kearsley. Corrections & comments welcome.