Private Universe taby ukulele według Crowded House (Chwyty barytonu)

Cowded House - Private Universe - Uke

INTRO:
 Am  Amb6  Am4  Am    Am  Am  Fmaj7/A  C

VERSE 1:
    Am       Amb6      Am4            Am
 No time, no place, to talk about the weather
     Am         G6/A    Fmaj7/A   C
 The promise of love is hard to ignore
 Am           Amb6          Am4         Am
 You said the chance wasn't getting any better
     Am        G6/A    Fmaj7/A   C
 The labour of love is ours to endure
 Am      Amb6          Am4   Am
 Highest branch on the apple tree
    Am     G6/A      Fmaj7/A  C
 It was my favourite place to be
 Am      Amb6      Am4      Am
 I could hear them breaking free
 Am       G6/A      Fmaj7/A  C
 But they could not see      me

CHORUS 1:
 F F      G       G        C       C      Am          Am
   I will run for shelter, endless summer lift the curse
 F    F          G       G       C      C       Am    Am
   It feels like nothing matters in our private universe

BRIDGE 1:
 Am  Am  Am  Am
 Am  Am  Am  Am  Am  G6/A  Fmaj7/A  C

VERSE 2:
 I have all I want, is that simple enough?
 A whole lot more I'm thinking of
 Every night about six o'clock
 Birds come back to the pond to talk
 Talk to me, birds talk to me
 If I go down on my knees

CHORUS 2:
   I will run for shelter, endless summer lift the curse
   It feels like nothing matters in our private universe
   Feels like nothing matters in our private universe

BRIDGE 2:
 Am  Am  Am  Am
            C             C      D5     D5
 And it's a pleasure that I have known
 Fmaj7  Fmaj7  Fmaj7  Fmaj7
 Oooooh...
            C             C      D5     D5  D5  D5
 And it's a treasure that I have gained
 Fmaj7  Fmaj7  Fmaj7  Fmaj7
 Oooooh...
            C             C      D5     D5  D5  D5
 And it's a pleasure that I have known

 Am  Amb6  Am4  Am  Am  G6/A  Fmaj7/A  C
 Am  Amb6  Am4  Am  Am  G6/A  Fmaj7/A  C

VERSE 3:
 It's a tight squeeze but I won't let go
 Time is on the table and the dinner's cold

CHORUS 3:
   I will run for shelter, endless summer lift the curse
   It feels like nothing matters in our private universe
   I will run for shelter, endless summer lift the curse
   Feels like nothing matters in our private universe

OUTRO:
 Am to fade