Kids taby ukulele według Robbie Williams

Intro:   Em    G    A    B   Em   A   Em   A

Verse:
Em
Me no bubbleitious
Am
Me smoke heavy tar
Em                          A
Me be groovin' slowly where you are
Em
Notify your next of kin
              A
'Cause you're never coming back
Em                                     A
I've been dropping beats since Back in Back


Chorus:
          Em    
And we'll paint by numbers
     A 
'Til something sticks
 Em                         A
Don't mind doing it for the kids

             Em      G
(So come on) jump on board
       D     A
Take a ride (yeah)
           B
(You'll be doin' it all right)
G       F#             C       D
Jump on board feel the high
           B                 Em  A  Em  A
'Cause the kids are alright


Verse:
Em
You've got a reputation
       A
Well I guess that can be explored
       Em        A
You're dancing with the chairman of the board
                 Em
Take a ride on my twelve cylinder symphony
         A
But if you got other plans
       Em                         A
The purpose of a woman is to love her man


(Chorus)

    E                    G      D
(I'm gonna give it all of my loving
     D             A          E        x5
It's gonna take up all of my love)


  E
Come down from the ceiling
         A
I didn't mean to get so high
      E 
I couldn't do what I wanted to do
       D         A
When my lips were dry
  E
You can't just up and leave me
      A
I'm a singer in a band
   E
Well I like drummers baby
              A    D
You're not my bag

             Em          G
(So come on) jump on board
       D         A
Take a ride, yeah
           B
(You'll be doin' it all right)
G          F#             C    D  B
Jump on board feel the high, yeah
                  Em     G
(So come on) jump on board
       D     A
Take a ride, yeah
       B
(You'll be doin' it all right)
G       F#             C      D    B
Jump on board feel the high

Em
I'm an honorary Sean Connery, born '74
A
There's only one of me
Em
Single-handedly raising the economy
A
Ain't no chance of the record company dropping me
Em
Press be asking do I care for sodomy
A
I don't know, yeah, probably
Em
I've been looking for serial monogamy
A
Not some bird that looks like Billy Connolly
Em
But for now I'm down for ornithology
A
Grab your binoculars, come follow me
              Em  A  Em  A  Em  A  Em A....til fade.
Come follow me