I Was Born taby ukulele według Magnetic Fields (Chwyty barytonu)

F
A

      C
I was born, I hate this part,
              E
being someone new,
      F                          C           G:
being torn, seeing someone who died as you grew.
         F                   C
Growing older is killing a child
                  G           D
who laughed and smiled at anything,
          F                        C
growing colder and less and less wild
                  G
and learning to sing.

      C
I was young, then not so young:
             E
scary either way.
         F                         C         G
One more rung down that black ladder every day.

            F                 C
One more floor down the elevator
          G        D
to oblivion what fun,
        F                  G
but the singularly awful one
         F     A
is being born.