New Slang - The Shins, ukulele chords


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(4) Votes: 7

Published: 2019-09-06 20:01
Selection chords: Katie Paterson


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Am C F G


G#m B E B F# B G#m F# x4
B

G#m               B               E        B          F#
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
      B             E           G#m    F#
Only, i donʼt know how they got out, dear.
G#m           B         E     B           F#
Turn me back into the pet i was when we met.
       B        E          G#m    F#
I was happier then with no mind-set.

                 F#       B
And if youʼd ʼa took to me like
E       B            F#
A gull takes to the wind.
              F#           B
Well, iʼd ʼa jumped from my tree
    E      B               E          B
And iʼd a danced like the king of the eyesores
         E           B              F#
And the rest of our lives would ʼa fared well.

G#m                  B            E          B             F#
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
           B              E           G#m F#
Hope itʼs right when you die, old and bony.
G#m                  B                E
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
   B             F#
never shouldʼve called.
        B             E            G#m  F#
But my headʼs to the wall and Iʼm lonely.

                 F#       B
And if youʼd ʼa took to me like
E       B            F#
A gull takes to the wind.
              F#           B
Well, iʼd ʼa jumped from my tree
    E      B               E          B
And iʼd a danced like the king of the eyesores
         E           B              F#
And the rest of our lives would ʼa fared well.

E B E B E B F# B E B E E B E B F# B G#m F# B

G#m                B          E
God speed all the bakers at dawn
         B              F#
May they all cut their thumbs,
          B           E             G#m     F#
And bleed into their buns ʼtil they melt away.

            F#          B
Iʼm looking in on the good life
          E         B        F#
I might be doomed never to find.
            F#          B              E     B         F#
Without a trust or flaming fields am I too dumb to refine?
                 F#       B
And if youʼd ʼa took to me like
E           B               E            B
Well iʼd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
         E           B              F#
And the rest of our lives would ʼa fared well.

E B E B E B F# B E B E E B E B F# B G#m F# B
G#m B E B F# B G#m F#
G#m B E B F# B G#m F#
B

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