Passing Through A Screen Door taby ukulele według The Wonder Years (Chwyty barytonu)

E                     G#m
Cigarette smoke dances back in the window
       A          C#m         B
And I can see the haze on the dome light.
    E                     G#m
I'm conjuring ghosts on a forty-hour ride home
     A                           C#m           B
And they keep asking me what I`m doing with my life,
          A            B              C#m
While my cousins go to bed with their wives.
     A                 B        F#m
I'm feeling like I've fallen behind.

          E
Well the highway won.
     G#m
I'm listening to traffic reports,
A                   C#m       B
One on one, coming quietly undone.
       E          G#m
I was born to run away from anything good
     A
An escape artist`s son
                  C#m             B
With sun-drenched pavement in my blood.
     A                 B             C#m
The first thing that I do when I walk in
     A         B           F#m
Is plan a way out for when shit gets bad

    C#m         B      A   E             C#m     
And I've been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
C#m         B      A    E       C#m
I've been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)

E - G#m - A - C#m - B

     E               G#m
I'm terrified like a kid in the sixties,
 A                  C#m             B
Staring at the sky waiting for the bomb to fall.
      E                   G#m
It`s all a lie, what they say about stability.
    A
It scares me sometimes,
    C#m          B        F#m
The emptiness I see in my eyes.

        G#m                   A                 B
All the kid's names I've ever liked are tied to tragedy
   F#m              G#m                   A                B
And I don't want my children growing up to be anything like me.

    C#m         B      A   E            C#m     
And I've been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
C#m         B      A    E       C#m
I've been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)
    C#m            A            B
But I was kind of hoping you'd stay.
  C#m          A             E
I was kind of hoping you'd stay.

A - E - B

          C#m
I keep a flashlight
       A                  E           B
And a small knife in the corner of my bed stand.
          C#m                A
I keep a flashlight and the train times,
                  E
But you wouldn't understand.
               B
How could you understand?

       C#m        A
Jesus Christ. I'm twentysix.
         E                  B
All the people I graduated with
         C#m             A
All have kids, all have wives,
          E                       B
All have people who care if they come home at night.
       C#m               B
Jesus Christ, did I fuck up?

    C#m         B      A   E             C#m     
And I've been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
C#m         B      A    E       C#m
I've been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)
    C#m            A            B
But I was kind of hoping you'd stay.
  C#m          A            B
I was kind of hoping you'd stay.
  C#m          B            E
I was kind of hoping you'd stay.