The Compromise taby ukulele według The Format (Chwyty barytonu)

INTRO

C#m   A   E   
C#m   A   E
C#m   A   E (A) (B) E (A) (B)


VERSE 1

 E                F#
You, you think it's cool to be crazy
              A 
I say you're born rich - stay rich
                           E
There's no point in taking chances.
 E                    F#
And me, I wouldn't call it a sophomore slump, no, I'd say
 A                                      E
I'm one step closer to bein' just where I want to be


PRECHORUS 1

 F#
Away from this scene,
 A
Away from this machine, Alright!


CHORUS 1

 C#m    A      E
Meet me in the middle
     C#m      A         E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
     C#m     A      E      A    E (A) (B)
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

E(A) (B)


VERSE 2

     E                F#
Step one: find a partner, grab a pen
              A 
And don't you dare ask questions,
                 E
Just sign on the dotted line
   E                F#
Step two: throw your partner behind a desk
               A 
Will then do absolutely nothing
                              E
So it's your job to dance and smile the whole time


PRECHORUS 2

F#
Don't call it a trend,
F#m
'cause it's the only way we think to get ahead


CHORUS 2

  C#m    A      E
Meet me in the middle
     C#m      A         E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
     C#m     A      E      A7   E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

 C#m       A         E
There's no sense in complainin'
     C#m      A         E,
If it doesn't change your minds
    C#m   A      E     A     E
Take me by the hand, let's compromise


BRIDGE 1

Bm      A             E
I can feel your feet touchin' mine
Bm            A              E
If you can't dance, there's someone else in line


INTERLUDE

C#m   A   E   
C#m   A   E
C#m   A   E (A) (B) E (A) (B)
C#m   A   E   
C#m   A   E
C#m   A   E (A) (B) E (A) (B)


BRIDGE 2

Bm      A             E
I can feel your feet touchin' mine
Bm            A              E
If you can't dance, there's someone else in line


CHORUS 3

  C#m    A      E
Meet me in the middle
     C#m      A         E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
     C#m     A      E      A    E (A) (B)
And we'll agree to call it the compromise

E (A) (B)

 C#m       A         E
There's no sense in complainin'
     C#m      A         E,
If it doesn't change your minds
    C#m   A      E     A     E (A) (B)
Take me by the hand, let's compromise

E (A) (B)
E (A) (B)
E