Girl Put Your Records On taby ukulele według Corinne Bailey Rae

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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.
 
Gbm           C            A                  B7
Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's all right
Dmaj7                                Db7
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
              D6
Oh, don't you hesitate.
 
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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite 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 a 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.
 
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Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
Dmaj7                           Db7
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
                           D6
Don't you think it's strange?
 
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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite 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                      Dmaj7            
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
 
Bm
'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Gbm
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
Bm                                                  Dmaj7
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
D6
Do what you want to.
 
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Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite 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 favourite 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.
 
D6                         Dmaj7            
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.