Big unha

Girl put your records on

A7M F#m6 B7(9) E7(9)

A                   F#m6
Three little birds,      sat on my window.
E7(9)                                  A
And they told me i don't need to worry.
A                   F#m6
Summer came like cinnamon  So sweet,
B7(9)                  A
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

F#m7    C#7       A7M                           F#m6
Maybe sometimes,  we got it wrong, but it's alright
D7M                                 Dm7M
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same.
Oh, don't you hesitate.

A                        F#m6
Girl, put your records on,   tell me your favorite song
        E7(9)               A
You go ahead, let your hair down
A7M                     F#m6
Sapphire and faded jeans, i hope you get your dreams,
        E7(9)               A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

D7M                          Dm7M
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Gotta love that afro hairdo.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, i hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Bm
Just more than i could take, pity for pity's sake
F#m7
Some nights kept me awake, i thought that i was stronger
B7(9)                                              D7M
When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any
longer.
Dm7M
Do what you want to.

A7M (1 batida)
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, i hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, i hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

D7M                            Dm7M
Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Typical situation Em Ten fingers counting we have each C7+ nine planets around the sun repeat Em eight ball is the last if you triumphant be C7+ seven oceans pummel the shores of the sea Em it's a typical situation C7+ in the typical times too many choices G Well everybody's happy F everybody's free Am we'll keep the big door open C D everyone'll come around G F why are you different Am why are you that way C D if you don't get in line Em we'll lock you away Em Six senses feeling, C7+ five around a sense of self, Em four seasons turn on and turn off. C7+ I can see three corners from this corner, two is a perfect number, but one.