Clam Crab Cockle Cowry taby ukulele według Joanna Newsom

CG
That means no where I come from. I am cold, out waiting for the day to come. 
      C       F
I chew my lips, oh and I scratch my nose, feels so good to be a rose. 

C
Oh don't, don't you lift me up like I'm that shy, no no no no no, 
             G
just give it up - 
       F G     C
There are bats all dissolving in a row
  FGAm 
into the wishy-washy dark that cannot let go.
C 
I cannot let go, so I thank the lord, and I thank his sword! 
              G      Am
'tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored. 
 CFC   G    F
O, morning without warning like a hole,  and I watch you go.

      CG     F
There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.
      CG     F 
There are some dragons who were built to have and hold.
 C     G       F 
And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly. 
 CF        C     G      F
and some bellies ache with many bumblebees.  (and they sting so terribly). 

C
I do as I please.  Now I'm on my knees. 
             G    Am
Your skin is something that I stir into my tea. 
F    Am
And I am watching you and you are starry, starry, starry
C     G       F 
and I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown.
 C
It's why I love this town. Well, just look around: 
 Am
just see me serenaded hourly!  celebrated sourly! 
 F   G          C
dedicated dourly; waltzing with the open sea -
G  F  GAm 
clam, crab, cockle, cowrie : will you just look at me?
CFCGF  x3     (3rd time)   G  C
Oh...      Hmm