Dreadlock Holiday taby ukulele według 10cc

Gm,D,C,Em,A#maj x2

Gm,C x4

    Gm                        C
I was walkin' down the street

    Gm                          C
Concentratin' on truckin' right

        Gm                       C
I heard a dark voice beside of me

          Gm                            C
And I looked 'round in a state of fright

        Gm
I saw four faces one mad

  C
A brother from the gutter

    Gm
They looked me up and down a bit

  C                  Gm  D  C
And turned to each other

I say

              Gm     D  C
I don't like cricket oh no

   D     Em  C
I love it

             Gm      D  C
I don't like cricket oh no

  D      Em  C
I love it

     A#maj
Don't you walk through mt words

     A#maj
You got to show some respect

     A#maj
Don't you walk through my words
                            D, C, Gm, D, C, Gm, D, C
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet

               Gm                      C
Well he looked down at my silver chain

           Gm                   C
He said I'll give you one dollar

            Gm                     C
I said you've got to be jokin' man

         Gm                     C
It was a present from me mother


     Gm
He said I like it I want it

    C
I'll take it off your hands

          Gm
And you'll be sorry you crossed me

     C                               Gm  D  C
You'd better understand that you're alone

                 Gm  D  C
A long way from home
And I say


              Gm    D  C
I don't like reggae no no

  D       Em C
I love it

             Gm     D  C
I don't like reggae no no


  D      Em C
I love it


           A#maj
Don't you cramp me style

           A#maj
Don't you queer on me pitch

           A#maj
Don't you walk through my words

                           D, C, Gm, D, C, Gm, D, C
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet


          Gm                     C
I hurried back the swimmin' pool

        Gm           C
Sinkin' pina coladas

          Gm                       C
I heard a dark voice beside me say

          Gm                    C
Would you like something harder

              Gm
She said I've got it you want it

   C
My harvest is the best

           Gm
And if you try it you'll like it

    C                         Gm, D, C
And wallow in a Dreadlock Holiday
And I say

              Gm   D  C
Don't like Jamaica oh no

  D       Em C
I love her

             Dm    D  C
Don't like Jamaica oh no

  D       Em C
I love her


          A#maj
Don't you walk through her words

           A#maj
You got to show some respect

          A#maj
Don't you walk through her words

                           D, C, Gm, D, C, Gm, D, C
'Cause you ain't heard her out yet

             Gm      D  C
I don't like cricket oh no

  C         Em       C
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)

              Gm    D  C
I don't like reggae no no

  C         Em       C
I love it (Dreadlock Holiday)

            Gm      D  C
Don't like Jamaica oh no

 C           Em       C
I love her (Dreadlock Holiday)