Postcards taby ukulele według James Blunt (Chwyty barytonu)

C                      
Sundays sitting on your back porch
       G
And I came up with a couple of cords
          D
And I played for you

       C
You let me keep you entertained
        G
With stories I exaggerate
          D
That you know aren't true

               Am
And as you sit there making daisy chains
       C
And I throw in a hand granate
        G                                   D
And tell you how it is I really feel for you

                    C            
I'm sending postcards from my heart
        G                              D
With love for a postmark and then... 
                  Am          C
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
       G                             D
Like kids in the school yard again
             Am                     C
And I can't keep it to myself
         G
Can't spell it any better
 D
L.O.V.E forever
     Am                C
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
   G                                        D
I don't care who sees what I sent
         Am
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

Interlude (C, G, D, Am) 


We chased the sun til it got away
On a bicycle that your daddy made
But not made for two

Then we sat out on your rocking chair
You with a flower in your hair
That I found for you

But then monday always comes around
And it's sad 'cause I can't see you now
Wan't you to know you're always in my head

I'm sending postcards from my heart
With love for a postmark and then... 
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
Like kids in the school yard again
And I can't keep it to myself
Can't spell it any better
L.O.V.E forever
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
I don't care who sees what I sent
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

Interlude (C, G, D, Am) x2

            Am
You know sometimes it's hard to see
        C
You say the world that torture me
       Em                                 D
But inside I know exactly how I feel
        Am
The things that I can't say out loud
     C
I'll find a place to write it down
   Em                             D
I hope that they will find you in the end

I'm sending postcards from my heart
With love for a postmark and then... 
You know that you make me feel like we've been caught
Like kids in the school yard again
And I can't keep it to myself
Can't spell it any better
L.O.V.E forever
I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard
I don't care who sees what I sent
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head

G, D, A, Em

Know, know, know
All the things I want you to
Know, know, know