Young the Giant – I Got (Ukulele)

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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Joshua Little Email: [email protected] Tuning: Standard This is my first song but I think its pretty accurate. I figured it out by watching videos and by ear. Since there are two guitars in the actual song there ends up being some interesting chords when they are compressed into one guitar. The rhythm of the chords in the verse bounces back and forth between the lower and upper strings of the chords, with the Eb as a transition between the Ab and the Dbadd9(no 3rd). The Eb chord in the progression passes by pretty quickly.
      Cm7    Bbm7    Ab    Eb    Dbadd9(no 3rd)
e|-----8------6------4-----6----------4--------------------------------------|
B|-----8------6------4-----8----------4--------------------------------------|
G|-----8------6------5-----8----------6--------------------------------------|
D|-----8------6------6-----8----------6--------------------------------------|
A|-----10-----8------6-----6----------4--------------------------------------|
E|-----8------6------4-----x----------4--------------------------------------|
Intro Part 1: x2 Cm7 Bbm7 Intro Part 2: x2 Ab Eb Dbadd9(no 3rd) Eb Verse 1
Ab                       Eb          Dbadd9(no 3rd)         Eb
In the night where I live, there's a strange force in your kiss oh,

Ab               Eb                  Dbadd9(no 3rd)             Eb
All's divine, in desire

Ab                Eb       Dbadd9(no 3rd)          Eb
With an ire of philosophy, burning scrolls in the naked heat

Ab             Eb          Dbadd9(no 3rd)          Eb
Oh how coy, is your little boy?
Pre-chorus
        Cm7            Bbm7
Cause I know, it don't read that well, yeah
Chorus
Ab      Cm7          Bbm7           Cm7      Eb7
I got, buried. No it won't be long, before I rise in
Verse 2 In the night where I live, Your children sway they fuel the kitch. Raise their glass to soviet cries in the ward, And in shadows. Outright, in times of old, Fumes are falling, smell them burn, Like always, yes always. Now here! Prechorus Cause I know it dont read that well. And I know, only time will tell, me. Chorus I got buried, no it wont be long, before I rise in. I got! Oh Buried. Oh no!!! Cause I know I got you!!