Static On The Radio taby ukulele według Jim White (Chwyty barytonu)

# First time submitting something, I'm pretty sure its full of mistakes, but I tried!

Intro
[Dm] [F] [D#] 
[A] [D#] 
[Dm] [A] [D#]
[Bb] [A] [D#]
[Dm] [Bb] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Bb] [Gm] [Bb]


[Dm]3 AM I’m awakened[Bb]
By a [Gm]sweet summer [Dm]rain
Distant howling of a [Bb]passing [Gm]
Southbound coal train
[Dm]Was I dreaming
Or was there [Bb]someone just lying[Gm] here Beside me [Dm]in this bed?
Am I hearing things?
Or in the [Bb]next room
Did a [Gm]long forgotten music box [Bb]just start playing?


Chorus
And I kn[Gm]ow 
(it’s a [C]sin putting words in the [F]mouths of the dead)
And I kn[Gm]ow 
(it’s a [C]crime to weave your wishes [F]into what they said)
And I kn[Gm]ow 
(only [C]fools venture where them [F]spirits tread)
'Cause I kn[G]ow 
(every [C]word, every sound bouncing [F]'round my head)

Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio Is just sta[Bb]tic on the radi[F]o [D#]
Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio Is just sta[Bb]tic on the radi[F]o [D#]
Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio 
(Everything I [Bb]think I know is just [F]static on the radi[D#]o)
Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio 
(Everything I [Bb]think I know is just [F]static on the radi[D#]o)


[Bb] [D#]Midnight [Dm]rendezvous with a [Bb]pretty girl
Wearing a [Gm]torn and tear-stained [Bb]gown.
Like a [Gm]ghost ship she appeared from no[Bb]where
On a lonely [Gm]highway and flagged me [F]down.
I gave her a [Dm]lift downtown to the Grey[Bb]hound station
And in the [Gm]flicker of the neon li[Bb]ghts,
She [Dm]kissed me goodbye, and in the [Bb]mirror of her eyes
[Gm]I saw my own refle[Bb]ction.


Chorus
[A]And I kn[Gm]ow
(the [C]blind will sometimes [F]lead the blind)
And I kn[Gm]ow
(through [C]shadow lands and [F]troubled times)
And I kn[G]mow
(forsa[C]king love, we se[F]ek the signs)
And I kn[Gm]ow
(of [C]truths forever [F]hid behind)

Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio Is just sta[Bb]tic on the radi[F]o [D#]
Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio Is just sta[Bb]tic on the radi[F]o [D#]
Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio 
(Everything I [Bb]think I know is just [F]static on the radi[D#]o)
Is just sta[Gm]tic on the radio 
(Everything I [Bb]think I know is just [F]static on the radi[D#]o)


[Gm] [A] 
[Dm] [Bb]
[Gm] [D#]
[A] [Bb] [Dm]
[D#] [Gm] [Dm]
[Bb] [Dm] [F]
[Dm] [F]
[D#]


[Dm]Now there's a church house
About a [Bb]stone's throw down
From this [Gm]place where I been stay[Bb]ing
It's Sunday [Dm]morning
And I'm [Bb]sittin' in my truck
[Gm]Listening to my neighbor s[Bb]ing
Ten [Dm]years ago I might have j[Bb]oined in
But don’t ti[Gm]me change those incl[Bb]ined
To think [Dm]less of wh[A]at is writ[Bb]ten
Than what’s wr[Gm]ote between the lin[Bb]es?


Chorus
'Cause I kn[Gm]ow 
([C]dreams are for those who are as[F]leep in bed)
And I kn[Gm]ow 
(it's a [C]sin putting words in the [F]mouths of the dead)
'Cause I kn[Gm]ow 
(for all my rum[C]inations I can't change[F] a thing
Still I ho[Gm]pe 
(there's [C]others out there who are list[F]ening)


Outro
To the static on the r[Gm]adio
To the static on the r[Bb]adio [F] [D#]
To the static on the r[Gm]adio 
(Everything I th[Bb]ink I know is just s[F]tatic on the radio [D#]
Static on the ra[Gm]dio
(Ain't praying for mi[Bb]racle, I’m just do[F]wn on my kn[D#]ees)
Static on the ra[Gm]dio
(Listening for the s[Bb]ong behind [F]everything I think I kn[D#]ow)
Static on the ra[Gm]dio
(Everything I think I kn[Bb]ow is just st[F]atic on the radi[D#]o)
[Gm](Everything I think I kn[Bb]ow is just st[F]atic on the radi[D#]o)
[Gm] [Bb]
[F] [D#]
[Gm] [D#]
[Gm] [Bb] [D#]
[Gm] [Bb] [Gm]
[D#]