The Kinks – Property (Ukulele)

C 
My bags are packed, I guess it’s time for me to go.

C
I can't say where I'm headed, 'cause I just don't know.

        Dm                      C
When I think of what I'll be losing,

        Dm             C
It’s hard to move along,

        Dm                      
But it’s harder just to stay here,

Em                   F        Am      F     Am 
Knowing that I don’t belong.            

C
I’ll be in touch, don't worry, I'll be calling you.

C
I’ve got no plans, I'm not sure where I'm going to.

        Dm                    C
It’s hard to keep from crying,

        Dm                    C
After all that we’ve been through.

        Dm
I’ve taken everything I need,

    Em                         F
Now all that's left belongs to you.

F                         Am                              
You take the photographs, the ones of you and me,

             F                               Am      
When we both posed and laughed to please the family.

       F                      Am
Nobody noticed then we wanted to be free,

                F             Am
And now there’s no more love,

                F             Am      F       Am
It’s just the property.

        Dm                C
It’s hard to keep from crying,

        Dm                C           Dm     Em      F
After all that we’ve been through.

F                                              E
Now that it’s all over, now that you and I are free,

F                                                C
Now there’s nothing left except the bit of property.

F                                                  E
Started off with nothing, started off just you and me,

F                                              C
Now that it’s all over you can keep the property.

Dm      G                      Dm      Am                      
           Property, Property              Property, Property

Dm      G                      Dm      Am                     
           Property, Property              Property, Property

F                                        Am
And all the little gifts we thought we’d throw away,

            F                     Am      
The useless souvenirs bought on a holiday.

F                                                                               Am      
We put them on a shelf, now they’re collecting dust.

F                                                                               Am      
We never needed them, but they outlasted us.

F       Am                                              F       Am
                (You keep the property)