Andrew Bird – Something Biblical (Ukulele)

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Cover & chords by Adrian Vazquez. [email protected] INTRO D D ( X 4)
                D                         D
Take your apples from the earth

                D                             D
And your fingerlings from the air

       A7.                            D.                   B                       
If you cried when you were born

                                 D
'Cause it ain't fair

                                                D
You got nothing, nothing to wear

Am.                                                     D
       And there's a drink that we're all needing

B                                                   D 
      A need to weep but we have tried

Am.                                                        D
      And though the clouds we keep on seeding

B.                                         D.                                    D       D
      Still the county remains dry, the county remains dry

                                  D               D
The county remains dry

Am.                                             D
     I see your coat, that it needs sewing

B.                                                               D
     And these seeds will sow the corn silk bride

Am.                                                D
      But in your absence nothing's growing

B.                                                D.                                  D.       D
    And still the county remains dry, the county remains dry

                                   D.              D
The county remains dry

         D                       D
Well still we keep on dreaming

            D                D
Of that fifty-year flood

       D.             D
Of oceans of plasma

        D.          D
And rivers of blood

                 D.                       D
Take your apples from the earth

                D.                           D
And your fingerlings from the air

A7.                                      D.                    B
If you cried when you were born

                          D
'Cause it ain't fair

                                                 D
You got nothing, nothing to wear
OUTRO Am. D. B. D. D