Put Your Records On Tabulatur von Corinne Bailey Rae

Intro: E9

Chords:   A            Fm7
Bassline: A            F#
Three little birds, sat on my window.

E6/7       E9                  A
E                              A
And they told me I don't need to worry.

Chords: A        F#m7
Summer came like cinnamon

F#m7
So sweet,

E6/7   E9             A
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.


F#m7C#7      F#m7             B7
Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it's alright
Dmaj7                           Dm7
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Dm7
Oh, don't you hesitate.


Go, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Dmaj7                      Dm7        A
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Gotta love that afro hairdo.



F#m7C#7      F#m7             B7
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
Dmaj7                           Dm7
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.

Dm7
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.


Bm7
Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
F#m7
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
Bm7                                 Dmaj7(1)      Bm7 (1) Bm7
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer.
Bm7
Do what you want to.

2x
Girl put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.