Bluebird taby ukulele według Luca Fogale

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She moves like a ghost
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Sleepless eyes and weathered bones
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 She is glass, and stone, and all things in between
A           Bm
 And so it seems
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That She floats amongst the falling leaves
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She is all the places that I have ever been
 
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            Ohh..
 
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 So maybe You're a bluebird, darling
                    Bm       A      G
Tearing through the darkness of My days
               Bm      A     G
Maybe You're a drop of water
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Running down the lines upon My face
 
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                      G
'n' A thought from a dream
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She is the light I've always seen
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A raging fire, rolling down the street
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And a port in the storm
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An everlasting sort of warmth
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I see Her eyes in every soul I meet
 
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G                  Bm        A       G
 So maybe You're a bluebird, darling
                    Bm       A      G
Tearing through the darkness of My days
               Bm      A     G
Maybe You're a drop of water
                 Bm     A    | G ..
Running down the lines upon My face
 
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             G
You pull Me from this -
                    E
World that can seem loveless
                     A
Soil that steals My one chance
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Of ever breaking free...
 
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   G              Bm        A       G
So maybe You're a bluebird, darling
                    Bm       A      G
Tearing through the darkness of My days
               Bm      A     G
Maybe You're a drop of water
                 Bm      A          Bm ..
Running down the lines upon My face