Stevens, Fowley - Portobello Road
Transcribed by Michael B Sullivan

A lot of this is played arpeggio but it really wouldn't be very
useful to transcribe it all here. Just fool around with the
chords on your own.


Intro

(while whistling)

E-----------------------------------------------------------|
B-----------------------------------------------------------|
G-------5-----5-----------4-----5-----5-----5---------------|
D-----------------------------------------------------------|
A----3-----3-----3--3--2-----3-----3-----3------------------|
E-----------------------------------------------------------|

Part G.

G B C G

Getting hung up all day on smiles

B C G

Walking down Portobello Road for miles

B C

Greeting strangers in Indian boots

B C

Yellow ties and old brown suits

g C

Growing old is my only dan - ger

Part F.

G B C G

Cuckoo clocks and plastic socks

B C G

Lampshades of old antique leather

B C g

Nothing looks weird, not even a beard

B C

Or the boots made out of feathers

B G

I keep walking miles

B G

'til I feel a broom beneath my feet

B G

Or the hawking eyes

C C7

Of an old stuffed bull across the street

B C G

Nothing's the same if you see it again

B C G

It'll be broken down to litter

B C g

Oh and the clothes everyone knows

B C

That that dress will never fit her

Part G.

G B C G

(whistling...)

B C G

(...whistling...)

B C g

(...more whistling)

B B C C C C C C C C C C C C

(all strummed downward quickly)

Repeat parts A and B and then part A again with the last line:

g C G B C G

Growing old is my only dan - ger

Outro (while whistling)

E-----------------------------------------------------------|
B---------1-----1-----0-------------------------------------|
G---------0-----2-----0-------------------------------------|
D------2-----3--------------2-------------------------------|
A---3--------------------3-----3----------------------------|
E------------------3----------------------------------------|