Cool With You taby ukulele według Her's (Chwyty barytonu)

[intro]
Bb C F Dm  x2

[verse 1]
Bb               C
We don't have to know
          F
Anyone at all
          Dm
Anyone at all
Bb                   C
Draw the blinds back slow
                 F
Sun fades in our room
             Dm
Two begin to bloom
Bb               C
Silk skin lovers danced
                 F
With diamonds in their hands
                  Dm
Diamonds in their hands
Bb                 C
We could feel like them
                F
Rarely would we ask
                     Dm
Of things we used to have

[chorus]
F       Bb            C
Is that cool with you?
             F             Dm
That I wanna call your name
        Bb            C
Is that cool with you?
             F             Dm
That I wanna call your name
        Bb      C
Is that news to you?
             F             Dm
That I wanna call your name
        Bb            C
Is that cool with you?
                 F
That I wanna call

[interlude]

Bb C F Dm  x2

[verse 2]
F                C
We don't have to go
            F
Anywhere at all
            Dm
Anywhere at all
Bb                 C
Bless our garden's growth
               F
Ivy climbs the wall
               Dm
Heather in the fall
Bb                     C
Smoke-screen those who stand
                    F
So righteous in our path
                      Dm
That never thought to ask
Bb                      C
We'll define what's fair
             F
Oh baby they prefer
              Dm
Illusion to despair

[chorus]
F       Bb            C
Is that cool with you?
             F
That I wanna call your name
F       Bb            C
Is that cool with you?
             F
That I wanna call your name
        Bb          C
Is that news to you?
             F             Dm
That I wanna call your name
        F             C
Is that cool with you?
                 F
That I wanna call

[interlude]

Bb C F Dm  x2

[verse 3]
            F
I see their heads against the windows
Dm
Breathing on the glass
C                                 Dm
Dreaming of the day that they can finally relax
   E
If only this normality

Belonged to more than fantasy
     Am
It's too much
             Bb        
Well they're hoping and faking
        Dm
They're curled in disdain
    Am                       E
The flowers too tall for the table again
         F                     C
But it's alright, they call it faith

Bb C F Dm