Birds Of England taby ukulele według The Flatliners

C                 Dm7    C
              After dark and only then,

G                              Am         Em
   does life resemble the face of an old friend

Dm7 Dm7 C                     Dm7   C
            much can be said for a glass half full

G
   held by a cowards grip

Am           Em
I'll forever ramble

G C Am G
E  C Am

C               Am              C
   Singing syllables inside my head

                Am               C
all the awful words that you deserve to hear

     Am
but never will again


G                         C
Birds of England take me high

                          G
Atop this burning tree line

                          C
Sending signals up with smoke

                  A     C    G
I'm never coming home

Am           Em       C
    Never coming home


Dm7 Dm7 C

Dm7 Dm7 Am                   G      C
            After dark and only then

G                   Am             C
Can our broken, battered spirits come to mend


G                         C
Birds of England take me high

                         G
Atop this burning tree line

                          C
Sending signals up with smoke

                  Am    C     G
I'm never coming home

Am                 Em           G
      Never coming home

C Em
C Em G

C                 Em               C
    Singing syllables inside my head

                 Em             C
all the awful words that you deserve to hear
but never will again

G                          C
Birds of England take me high

                         G
Atop this burning tree line

                          C
Sending signals up with smoke

                   Am     C     G
I'm never coming home

Am          Em             G
    Never coming home

Dm7 Dm7 C
Dm7 Dm7 C G

Em G C G C

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