Glass, Concrete And Stone taby ukulele według David Byrne (Chwyty barytonu)

F
Now
                            F
I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn
                         C
to send a little money home
                  F
from here to the moon
                        F
is risin' like a discotheque
                               C
and now my bags are down and packed for traveling

  F
Lookin' at happiness
  F
keepin' my flavor fresh
  F
nobody knows I guess
             C      C
how far I'll go, I know
        F
so I'm leavin' at Six O' Clock
F        
meet in a parkin' lot
F
Harriet Hendershot
F          C         C
sunglasses on, she waits by this
  G          Fm         C
Glass and concrete and stone
  G          Fm          C
It is just a house, not a home.

Skin, that covers me from head to toe
except a couple tiny holes and openings
Where, the city's blowin' in and out
this is what it's all about, delightfully

Everything's possible
when you're an animal
not inconceivable
How things can change, I know

So I'm puttin' on aftershave
nothin' is out of place
gonna be on my way
Try to pretend, it's not only

Glass and concrete and stone
That it's just, not a home.
And its glass and concrete and stone

It is just a house, not a home
And my head is fifty feet high
Let my body and soul be my guide

#to every F chord of the verse add "b" on the first string (2 fret)