Hurricane taby ukulele według Bridgit Mendler (Chwyty barytonu)

F Gm Dm
F Gm Dm

F                                    Gm
Think the clouds are clogging up my brain
         Dm
Like the weather drain same as the tears on my face
F                             Gm
And I'm stuck up in the storm eye
Dm
I guess I'll be alright

F   Gm  Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                      F  Gm  Dm
Then it hits me like, oh oh, no

 F                                         Gm
And you're that wind that swept me off my feet
       Dm
Got me flying 'till I'm crying, and I'm down on my knees
          F                    Gm
That's what Dorothy was afraid of
Dm
The sneaky tornado

F   Gm  Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                       F    Gm   Dm
There's no place like home, home

F                       Gm
I'm boarding up the windows
Dm            Bb
Locking up my heart
           F                    Gm
It's like every time the wind blows
Dm                   Bm
I feel it tearing us apart
F                    Gm
Every time he smiles, I
Dm         Bb
Let him in again
F              Gm
Everything is fine when
           Dm                     Bb
You're standing in the eye of the hurricane

F                    Gm
Here comes the sun, here comes the rain
    Dm                      Bb
Standing in the eye of the hurricane
F                    Gm
Here comes the sun, here comes the rain
    Dm                      Bb
Standing in the eye of the hurricane

F                                     Gm
I'm flopping on my bed like a flying squirrel
       Dm
Like a little girl hurt by the big bad world
F                         Gm
Yeah it's twisting up my insides
      Dm
Can't hide it on the outside

F   Gm  Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                      F  Gm  Dm
Then it hits me like, oh oh, no

F                               Gm
And that's when you hold me, you hold me
     Dm
You tell me that you know me, I'll never be lonely
F                                   Gm
Say we've made it through the storm now
Dm
But I'm still on the lookout

F   Gm  Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                   F  Gm  Dm
The air's getting cold, cold

F                       Gm
I'm boarding up the windows
Dm            Bb
Locking up my heart
           F                    Gm
It's like every time the wind blows
Dm                   Bm
I feel it tearing us apart
F                    Gm
Every time he smiles, I
Dm         Bb
Let him in again
F              Gm
Everything is fine when
           Dm                     Bb
You're standing in the eye of the hurricane

F                    Gm
Here comes the sun, here comes the rain
    Dm                      Bb
Standing in the eye of the hurricane
F                    Gm
Here comes the sun, here comes the rain
    Dm                      Bb
Standing in the eye of the hurricane

F                   Gm
And he picks me up, like
Dm                      Bb
He's got the way of the hurricane
F                    Gm
And I think I'm fine, like
Dm                      Bb
I'm in the eye of the hurricane
F                   Gm
And he picks me up, like
Dm                      Bb
He's got the way of the hurricane
F                    Gm
And I think I'm fine, like
Dm                      Bb
I'm in the eye of the hurricane

F                 Gm
And I'm floating, floating
  Dm
And I don't know when, know when
F          Gm
I'm gonna drop
Dm            Bb
He's got the way
F
He's got the way

F                       Gm
I'm boarding up the windows
Dm            Bb
Locking up my heart
           F                    Gm
It's like every time the wind blows
Dm                   Bm
I feel it tearing us apart
F                    Gm
Every time he smiles, I
Dm         Bb
Let him in again
F              Gm
Everything is fine when
           Dm                     Bb
You're standing in the eye of the hurricane

F                    Gm
Here comes the sun, here comes the rain
    Dm                      Bb
Standing in the eye of the hurricane
F                    Gm
Here comes the sun, here comes the rain
    Dm                      Bb
Standing in the eye of the hurricane


F                   Gm
And he picks me up, like
Dm                      Bb
He's got the way of the hurricane
F                    Gm
And I think I'm fine, like
Dm                      Bb
I'm in the eye of the hurricane
F                   Gm
And he picks me up, like
Dm                      Bb
He's got the way of the hurricane
F                    Gm
And I think I'm fine, like
Dm                      Bb
I'm in the eye of the hurricane