Pierre taby ukulele według Ryn Weaver

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I danced in the desert, in the pouring rain
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Drank with the devil and forgot my name
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Woke with somebody when the morning came
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No one there to shame me for my youth
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Cause I wouldn't be with you
 
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And then I found me a lover who could play the bass
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He's kinda quiet, but his body ain't
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Spend the days dreaming and the nights awake
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Doin' things we know we shouldn't do
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Cause I wouldn't be with you
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
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Says he can't believe he found me
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Wraps his arms around me
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Yeah-eah, eah-eah-eah-yeah
 
 
[Chorus]
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I can't let him in
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You call me up and ask me how
I've been
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I'll call your bluff and
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Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
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Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
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No, I can't let them in
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You play me rough, but I won't let you in
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So, call my bluff, I'll
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Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
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Keep on telling you lies
F#m                                  D
Count down to the day they may come true
 
 
[Verse]
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And I fell for a vagabond, a month at tops
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Lied and said his bike was in the motor shop
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Drove my car once and made the
tire pop
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Still we had some fun, till I
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came to
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Cause I wouldn't be with you
 
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On the Fourth of July, I met a man, Pierre
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Lied about his age, but I didn't care
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Spoke in broken English but the heart was there
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In those eyes of sky and ocean blue
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Cause I wouldn't be with you
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
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He says he can't believe he found me
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Wraps his arms around me
          N.C.
Yeah-eah, eah-eah-eah-yeah
 
 
[Chorus]
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I can't let him in
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You call me up and ask me how
I've been
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I'll call your bluff and
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Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
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Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
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No, I can't let them in
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You play me rough, but I won't let you in
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So, call my bluff, I'll
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Keep on telling, telling, telling you lies
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Keep on telling you lies
F#m                                  D
Count down to the day they may come true
 
 
[Outro]
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I'm counting dow-ow-ow-ow-own
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I'm still so dow-ow-ow-ow-own
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I'll come around