Misc Unsigned Bands – Be Honest Ruth Bryan - Thirteen (Ukulele)

   C
My mother planted trees on top of a hill.

   Em
My dad cut them down at the local mill

    F
and somehow they found a simple love

        G
they'd express when push comes to shove and I

C
read about it in my books

  Em
I see it in a lover's looks and I

F
try to be the wisest judge.

     G
I've felt a little; it's never enough, so

    C                             Em
Oh, why, oh, why, oh, why haven't I been shot?

         F                         G
I've had such a grudge on the angel assigned to me and

C                     Em
if I, if I, if I only risked my heart,

F
begged the falling stars,

      G                       C
but I haven't since I was thirteen.

C                                 Em
Mostly I'm content to wait 'cause every girl grows at a different pace,

    F
but in the crowd, I feel like a child -

  G
a kid abandoned in the wild.

    C
And on the fridge is a faded print of

Em                                    F
my parents when they first met and my mom, she's wearing a new dress.

        G
You can tell by his smile my dad's impressed, so

C                                 Em
oh, why, oh, why, oh, why haven't I been shot?

         F                    G
I've had such a grudge on the angel assigned to me.

C                     Em
If I, if I, if I only risked my heart,

F
jumped into the dark,

      G
but I haven't since I was...

C                                 Em
Oh, why, oh, why, oh, why haven't I been shot?

         F                    G
I've had such a grudge on the angel assigned to me and

C                     Em
if I, if I, if I only risked my heart,

F
begged the falling stars,

      G                       C
but I haven't since I was thirteen.

C                              Em               G
No one ever shook me enough to wake my sleeping spirit up

C               Em                F               G
and no one ever hurt me enough to make me fall in love.

C                              Em               G
No one ever shook me enough to wake my sleeping spirit up

C               Em                F               G
and no one ever hurt me enough to make me fall in love.

C                              Em               G
No one ever shook me enough to wake my sleeping spirit up

C               Em                F             G
and no one ever hurt me enough to make me, just make me fall and...