Our Song taby ukulele według Taylor Swift (Chwyty barytonu)

D                    Em                 G                 A
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
           D                    Em
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
    G          A
The other on my heart
D                       Em
I look around, turn the radio down
        G                 A
He says baby is something wrong?
  D                 Em                G               A
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says...

D               Em
Our song is the slamming screen door,
G                          A
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
D                  Em                      G
When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
           A                        D
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
                Em
Our song is the way you laugh
    G                         A
The first date “man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have”
Em             A                 Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
        D     G
Asking God if he could play it again

D Em G A

D                    Em                      G          A
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
    D                      Em
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
    G                A
And lost and thrown away
D                   Em             G            A
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
  D                    Em
I almost didn't notice all the roses
G                A
And the note that said...

D               Em
Our song is the slamming screen door,
G                          A
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
D                  Em                 G
When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
           A                        D
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
                Em
Our song is the way you laugh
    G                         A
The first date “man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have”
Em             A                       Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
       D      G
Asking God if he could play it again

D Em G A
        Da da da da
D Em G A

     Em                          G
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
D          A            Em
Waited for something to come along
            G
That was as good as our song

D                     Em
Cause our song is the slamming screen door
G                          A         D
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
                  Em                      G
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
           A                        D
Cause it's late and his mama don't know
                Em
Our song is the way he laughs
    G                         A
The first date “man, I didn't kiss him, and I could have”
Em             A                       Em
And when I got home ... before I said amen
       D       G               D Em G A
Asking God if he could play it again... 

        D Em G A    D Em G A
Play it again... Ho yea ho yea

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I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
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In the front seat of his car
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I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
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And I... wrote down our song...