The Spiritual taby ukulele według Jukebox The Ghost (Chwyty barytonu)

F# C#     F#        F#7
Some walk quiet, some walk loud
                  B        F#                             
   Ab
Sometimes people yell but they don't know what they're yellin' about
          F#              Bb                    B             F#
I've said things I didn't mean, but I'd already said them out loud
    F#                 C#     F#
Forgive me if you can find out how


          F#  C#         F#       F#7
You could rise, or you could sink
                    B        F#                Ab
Some get filled up with the secrets that they think they need
    F#   Bb             B      F#
Oh, what ever will the others think?
            F#             C#          F#
That you're human like the rest of us, weak


Bbm        B
Lord above me
      F#    C#
To my knees bring me
       Ebm                 Ab
It's a call I don't often make
            C#
This is the rarest of pleas
             F#   F#7
Fair enough
                  B       Bm
Again you got the best of me
           F#         C#    Bmaj7
Now let me go, let me go in peace


             F#     C#         
I should've left
             F#    F#7
But for you I'll stay
                  B        F#     
There's a part of me that likes it
        Ab
When it burns that way
          F#              Bb             B          F#
I put my finger time and time through an open flame
        F#          C#       F#
Going slowly so the burn reminds me

                    F#      C#      F#     F#7
That we might have kissed a bit too soon
        B                        F#               Ab
I could feel what was coming and I didn't mean to hurry you
       F#                    Bb               B                  F# 
I just knew that time would find our fingers linked, through and through
   F#        C#   F#
Forgive me I'm human too


Bbm        B
Lord above me
      F#    C#
To my knees bring me
       Ebm                Ab
It's a call I don't often make
            C#
This is the rarest of pleas
             F#   F#7
Fair enough
                  B       Bm
Again you got the best of me
           F#         C#    Bmaj7
Now let me go, let me go in peace


           F#    C#
I walk the night
                      F#             F#7                  B
As the rain turned to sleet then to ice the roads became cruel
    F#            Ab
And left me to my vices
      F#           Bb                  B            F#
So I drank, stood, stared then walked down into the street
         F#          C#        F#
Singing come on "chorus line" take me


Bbm        B
Lord above me
      F#    C#
To my knees bring me
        Ebm               Ab
It's a call I don't often make
            C#
This is the rarest of pleas
             F#   F#7
Fair enough
                  B       Bm
Again you got the best of me
           F#         C#    Bmaj7
Now let me go, let me go in peace


No! 

       F#         C#    Bmaj7 F#
Let me go, let me go in peace