The Shins – Pink Bullets (Ukulele)
Capo 3
Key
-
Versions
(4)
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
Capo III - Chords relative to capo
Em D A x4
Em D A Em D A I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole Em D A Em D A you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold Em D A Em D A oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls Em D A Em D A my timid young fingers held a decent animal G D Over the ramparts you tossed G D the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers G D F tied to a brick sweet as a song C D the years have been short but the days were long Em D A Em D A Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass Em D A Em D A we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed Em D A Em D A when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots Em D A Em D A and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off G D Since then it's been a book G you read in reverse D so you understand less as the pages turn G D F or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast C D that even I could be the star C D F G I dont look back much as a rule C D F G and all this way before murder is cool C D G C but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay D a warm light on a winter's day
Em D A x6
G D Over the ramparts you tossed G D the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers G D F tied to brick sweet as a song C F the years have been short but the days go slowly by C to loose kites falling from the sky F C D drawn to the ground and an end to flight
Without capo
Gm F C x4
Gm F C Gm F C I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole Gm F C Gm F C you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold Gm F C Gm F C oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls Gm F C Gm F C my timid young fingers held a decent animal A# F Over the ramparts you tossed A# F the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers A# F G# tied to a brick sweet as a song D# F the years have been short but the days were long Gm F C Gm F C Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass Gm F C Gm F C we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed Gm F C Gm F C when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots Gm F C Gm F C and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off A# F Since then it's been a book A# you read in reverse F so you understand less as the pages turn A# F G# or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast D# F that even I could be the star D# F G# A# I dont look back much as a rule D# F G# A# and all this way before murder is cool C# F A# D# but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay F a warm light on a winter's day
Gm F C x6
A# F Over the ramparts you tossed A# F the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers A# F G# tied to brick sweet as a song D# G# the years have been short but the days go slowly by D# to loose kites falling from the sky G# D# A# drawn to the ground and an end to flight