Driver taby ukulele według Phish

G                       C
I'll tell you about the driver 
      G
that lives inside my head
G                C
starts me up and stops me 
    Em           D
and puts me into bed
G              C
he opens up my mouth 
G
when its time for me to talk
G            C                        
fires up my legs 
    G
when he wants me to walk

(CHORUS) 

C             G     
Keeps my eyes open  
C               G
for most of the day
C          G          
adds to my memory 
    Em            D
the things people say
C               G        
when he makes decisions  
C               Em
I don't have to wait
C                
and sometimes it seems that he's got 
G
too much on his plate


G                        C
Like this morning when I woke up 
  G
and he dressed me in this shirt
G  C
it looks a little ragged where 
  G
he dragged me through the dirt
GC
I'm moving through this life 
   G
and I'm thinking 'bout the next
G  C
I'm hoping when I get there 
G
I'll be better dressed


(Chorus again)