Put Your Records On Tab par Corinne Bailey Rae (Accords Baryton)

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Three little birds, sat on my window.
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And they told me I don't need to worry.
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Summer came like cinnamon

So sweet,
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Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.


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


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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
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You go ahead, let your hair down
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Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
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Just go ahead, let your hair down.
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You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.


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Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
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Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
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(just relax, just relax)
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Don't you let those other boys fool you,
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Got to love that afro hair do.


F#m    C#7          A                      B7
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
Dmaj7                           C#7
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
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Don't you think it's strange?


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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
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You go ahead, let your hair down
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Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
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Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Dmaj7                       Dmmaj7
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.


Bm
'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
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Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
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When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?
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Do what you want to.


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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
D6                       A
You go ahead, let your hair down
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Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
D6                         A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.


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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
D6                      A
You go ahead, let your hair down
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Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
D6                        A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.


   Dmaj7                       Dmmaj7         A
Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow