Burnout taby ukulele według The Real McKenzies

Verse 1
Bb          F                 Gm                   F
  Woke up today and caught in last night's smoke, 
  Eb              Bb             Cm     F
I hung my wet and stinky kilt to dry. 
        Bb           F                Gm               F
There's not a lot of room in here my eviction's in the works I fear 
    Eb              F             Bb
But still I hold my finger in the pie.
         F             Gm               F
And so I open wide the door to find the day, 
     Eb                Dm                 Cm     F
That son of a bitch so bright she made me blind. 
    Bb         F             Gm            F
But slowly I adjust to see a paradise turn grey 
Eb                 F                   Bb
full of those that left their dreams behind.


Solo
   Bb        F       Gm       F        Eb      Dm      Cm  F
A|-----------8-----8-10--10-8--------8-6---------------------|
E|-6--6-8-10----10------------10--10------10-8-10--8-6-8-----|
C|-----------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------|
        Bb        F       Gm       F        Eb      F       Bb
A|----------------8-----8-10--10-8--------8-6-------------------|
E|-10-8-6--6-8-10----10------------10--10------10-8-10--8-6-6---|
C|--------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------------------------------------|


Verse 2
Bb              F                 Gm             F
  The corporate girl, the company guy bent outta shape with strain 
 Eb        Dm             Cm    F
300 days a year to earn a dime. 
     Bb                   F            Gm                    F
They get a heart attack a-walkin' or a stroke on the phone a-talkin' 
Eb             F                Bb
Paid in paltry cash a trade for time.


Chorus
Gm           F             Bb
  I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,
                                           F
I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night.
Eb                 Bb               F                Gm
Thursday stayed in bed till 5, then borrowed cash to stay alive,
     Eb               F               Bb
Then Friday start the weekend feeling right.


Solo


Verse 3
Bb                    F              Eb               F
  I know you all have scrutinized my failing flailing life, 
  Eb              Dm             Cm    F
A part of me just wishes I could care.
    Bb          F             Gm             F
But honestly my own decree is simply to live happily! 
    Eb              F                Bb
And die with all my memories left to share!


Chorus x2


Outro
Gm           F            Eb          Bb
  I'm just a burnout, but got not one lament
        Eb        F               Bb
Cause I only ever wanted to be content!