The View Between Villages taby ukulele według Noah Kahan (Chwyty barytonu)

Verse 1:
Am
air in my lungs,
F         C     G
till the road begins.
       Am
as the last of the bugs,
F             C     G
leave their homes again.
         Am             F             C  G
and I'm splitting the road down the middle,
        Am         F               C  G
for a minute, the world seems so simple.

Verse 2:
          Am          F
feel the rush of my blood,
          C      G
I'm seventeen again.
     Am              F
I am not scared of death,
        C      G
I got dreams again.
          Am           F            C  G
it's just me and the curve of the valley.
             Am           F          C  G
and there is meaning on Earth, I am happy.

Interlude:
        Am
oh, oh, oh.
        F
oh, oh, oh.
        C
oh, oh, oh.
        G
oh, oh, oh.

Chorus:
                    Am                  F
passed Alger Brook Road, I'm over the Bridge.
                   C                           G
I'm a minute from home, but I feel so far from it.
                 Am                     F
the death of my dog, the stretch of my skin,
                  C                   G
it's all washing over me, I'm angry again.
                   Am                      F
the things that I lost here, the people I knew,
                C                    G
they got me surrounded from my own truth.

                 Am                       F
my hands on the wheel, I'm gripping the wheel.
                    C                         G
I'm back between villages, and everything's still.

Interlude:
        Am
oh, oh, oh.
        F
oh, oh, oh.
        C
oh, oh, oh.
        G
oh, oh, oh.

Chorus:
                    Am                  F
passed Alger Brook Road, I'm over the Bridge.
                   C                           G
I'm a minute from home, but I feel so far from it.
                 Am                     F
the death of my dog, the stretch of my skin,
                  C                   G
it's all washing over me, I'm angry again.
                   Am                      F
the things that I lost here, the people I knew,
                C                    G
they got me surrounded from my own truth.


               Am                       F
the car's in reVerse, I'm gripping the wheel.
                    C                         G
I'm back between villages, and everything's still.
                    C                          G     Am
I'm back between villages, and everything's still.