Bright Eyes – Tourist Trap (Ukulele)

      A               
It's not the road we used to know,

     F#m
they tore some buildings down.

       E                           A
The traffic's like a pack of dogs.

  F#m
concrete on the lawn.

          E                         A
There's people here but you are gone.

         F#m                           C#m
And I'm fine, still swimming through time.

  E                                     A
Afraid some days I've reached the shore.

               F#m                     C#m
Make yourself free, a man said that to me.

        Bm              E    A
Now my heart is like an open door.

               Bm             E
And the road finally gave me back

        A        A/G#      F#m   F#
but I don't think I'll unpack

            Bm            E          A
'Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.

         F#m
Or the sugar in my blood.

        E                                A
but the way these strangers stand so close.

      F#m
"Hey, Is that really you?"

    E                        A
No, I don't think it ever was.

         F#m
In the spring,

                          C#m
when the world's turning green,

   E                     A
I only think about the fall,

                     F#m
or the frets on the board

                  C#m
a progression of chords.

   Bm              E          A
Oh how I want this to resolve.

               Bm               E
And the road finally gave me back,

       A         A/G#      F#m  F#
but I don't think I'll unpack.

           Bm             E              A      
'Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.

                Bm            E
Now the road finally gave me back,

       A          A/G#    F#m  F#
but I don't think I'll unpack.

           Bm                  E   
'Cause I'm not sure If I live here,

         Bm             E
no, I'm not sure if I live here anymore.

    Bm            E                A
I'm not sure if I live here anymore