Wilco – Country Disappeared (Ukulele)

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from Wilco (The Album) tabbed by Joe Miró For the chords marked with an asterisk (*) he uses his pinky to hammer on and pull off on the 3rd fret of the E-string, (so the D+Dm chords shortly transform into Dsus4)
C/G              F
  Wake up we're here

     Em                    Dm/A
It's so much worse than we feared

C/G                    F
  There's nothing left here

    Em               Dm/A*
The country has disappeared

       F                      C/G
If the winter trees bleeding, leave red blood

    Am                     Dm
The summer sweet dreaming, april blush

    C                          G               Am
But none of that is ever gonna mean as much to me again.

C/G             F
  Hold out your hand,

        Em                     Dm/A*
there's so much you don't understand

   C/G                   F 
So stick as close as you can,

Em                   Dm/A*
all of the best laid plans

               F                       C/G
You've got the white clouds hanging so high above you

               Am                   Dm
You've got the helicopters dangling angling to shoot,

    C                        G                 Am
the shots to feed the hungry weekend news crew anchorman.

F                         G
  So every evening we can watch from above,

C       Bb     Am     D
crushed cities like a bug

Dm                    G
  Fold ourselves into each others guts,

    C        Bb    Am        D*
and turn our faces up to the sun.

  C/G           F      Em        Dm/A
e|-----------------------------------|
B|---------------------8-----8-------|
G|----------7-9----------9-----------|
D|-----7-10-----7----------9---9-7---|
A|--10-------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------|

C/G            F
  I won't take no

Em              Dm/A*
I won't let you go

C/G          F
  All by yourself

Em                Dm/A*
Oh no you need my help

         F                            C/G
When the cold night shakes you like a chandelier

    Am                           Dm
The snowflakes break through the atmosphere,

    C                              G                  Am
and melt on the blue breath of the auctioneers and disappear.

F                         G
  So every evening we can watch from above,

C       Bb     Am     D
crushed cities like a bug

Dm                    G
  Fold ourselves into each others bloods,

    C        Bb    Am        D*
and turn our faces up to the sun.