Dawes – A Little Bit Of Everything (Ukulele)

Capo 5
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Chords

Em/G 322010
C                     F                 C
With his back against the san frisco traffic

Em/G                                      C
On the bridges side that faces towards the jail

Am           G                  F
Setting out to join a demographic,

C                 F                  C
He hoists his first leg up over the rail.

    C
And a phone call is made,

  F                 C
Police cars show up quickly.

Em/G                            C
The sergeant slams his passenger door.

    Am                   G                          C
He says, Hey son why don't you talk through this with me,

C                          F       C
Just tell me what you're doing it for.

Am                       C
Oh, its a little bit of everything,

Am
Its the mountains,

Em/G
Its the fog,

Am                    C
Its the news at six oclock,

            G
Its the death of my first dog,

C                     F
Its the angels up above me,

C                         Am
Its the song that they dont sing,

Em/G         G             C
Its a little bit of everything.

C             F                C
An older man stands in a buffet line,

Em/G                                 C
He is smiling and holding out his plate,

Am                         G               C
And the further he looks back into his timeline,

C                           F            C
That hard road always had led him to today,

C                         F                      C
And making up for when his bright future had left him,

Em/G                                          C
Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,

Am                           G                    C
And letting everything out once, His server asks him,

C                          F              C
Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?

Am                         C
I want a little bit of everything,

Am                  Em/G
The biscuits and the beans,

Am                           C
Whatever helps me to forget about

                       G
The things that brought me to my knees,

C                       F
So pile on those mashed potatoes,

C                    Am
And an extra chicken wing,

Em/G                 G             C
I'm having a little bit of everything.
Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations, To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall, Her man says, Baby, can I make an observation? You dont seem to be having any fun at all. She said, You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size, And rest assured that this is making me feel good, I think that love is so much easier than you realize, If you can give yourself to someone, Then you should.
Am                               C
Cause its a little bit of everything,

Am                            Em/G
The way you choke, the way you ache,

Am                      C
It is waking up before you,

              G
So I can watch you as you wake.

C                         F
So in the day in late September,

C                          Am
Its not some stupid little ring,
Em/g G C Im giving a little bit of everything.
Am                              C
Oh, its a little bit of everything,

Am                     Em/G
Its the matador and the bull,

Am                         C
Its the suggested daily dosage,

             G
It is the red moon when its full.

C                            F
All these psychics and these doctors,

C                             Am
Theyre all right and theyre all wrong,

C                                F
Its like trying to make out every word,

Am                          C
When they should simply hum along,

             G
Its not some message written in the dark,

C                         Am
Or some truth that no ones seen,

Em/G            G            C
Its a little bit of everything.