The Shins – Girl Sailor (Ukulele)

A                  E
The gutter may profess its love

A                    C#m    D
 Then follow it with hesitation

A                      C#m
 But there are just so many of

E
You out there for rent

A                     E                A
 stronger girl would shake this off in flight

                  C#m         D         A
And never give it more than a frowning hour

                      C#m
But you have let your heart decide

E
Loss has conquered you

D           E             D
 You've won one too many fights

        E               D
Wearing many hats every time

        E                  A  E
But you won't win here tonight

A                           E                    A
 You've made it through the direst of straits alright

                         C#m                 D       G
Can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting?

                       C#m
You haven't changed an ounce in my eyes

    E
And I cannot lecture you

A                    E                     A
 And does anything I say seem relevant at all?

                   C#m                 D     A
You've been at the helm since you were just five

A                                      E
While I cannot claim to be more than a passenger

D            E                 D
 But, you've won one too many fights

        E            A                  D
Wearing all of your clothes at the same time

        E                  F#m
Let the good times end tonight

   G                     D
Oh girl, sail her, don't sink her

      E
This time

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  Just a moment or two from now

      G                       F#m
Not a mind will retain even a trace

       G                             D
Of the thoughts that I struggled to tell

         E                      A
And how our stack of cards just fell

                    E
So settle this once and for all

     A                        C#m              D
The light no longer shows the cracks around my door

A             C#m                       E            E
And I have no lantern to light your way home tonight

D        E        A             D
 You are not some saint who's above

       E                             D
Giving someone a stroll through the flowers

           E                     F#m
You've got so much more to dream of

    G                    D
Oh girl, sail her, don't sink her

      E   C#m
This time

      E   C#m  Bm
This time

      E   C#m  D
This time