Happines Is A Warm Gun taby ukulele według The Beatles

Am              Em   
She's not a girl who misses much
 Am               Em
Do do do do do do, oh yeah
 Dm
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
                 Am            
Like a lizard on a window pane
Dm
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
   Am                     
On his hobnail boots
Dm
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Am
Working overtime
Dm
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
               Am
And donated to the National Trust

(Instrumental) A C Am A C Am A C Am A

A         C              Am
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
A           C           Am       A
Down to the bits that I left up-town
C         Am             A
I need a fix cause I'm going down

A              C          G
Mother Superior jump the gun
A              C          G
Mother Superior jump the gun
A              C          G
Mother Superior jump the gun
A              C          G
Mother Superior jump the gun
A              C          G
Mother Superior jump the gun
A              G7
Mother Superior jump the gun

C         Am           F     G7
Happiness (is a warm gun)
C         Am           F     G7
Happiness (is a warm gun)
C      Am       F       G7    
When I hold you in my arms
(Oooooooooh, oh yeah!)
C                 Am               F            
And when I feel my finger on your trigger
(Oooooooooh, oh yeah!)
C A                         G7
I know nobody can do me no harm because
(Oooooooooh, oh yeah!)

C         Am           F      G7           
Happiness (is a warm gun)
C         Am           F       G
Happiness (is a warm gun) Yes it is

Fm                                     C   Am  F G7
Happiness is a warm  Yes it is . . .  Guuuuuunn

                          C       Am
Well, don't you know that happiness

     F         G7     C
is a warm gun, mama?  yeeeeeeeeaah