Naughty taby ukulele według Tim Minchin (Chwyty barytonu)

[Verse 1]
F
Jack and Jill went up the hill to
C/E
fetch a pail of water, so they say
Bb  
the subsequent fall was inevitable
Bbm/Db
They never stood a chance they were written that way
F
Innocent victims
C        Bb
of their story.

F
Like Romeo and Juliet, 'Twas written in the 
C
stars before they even met
Bb
That love and fate (and a touch of stupidity)
Bbm/Db
Would rob them of their hope of living happily.
F
The endings are often
C            Bb
a little bit gory.
F
I wonder why they didn't just
C            Bb
change their story.
F
We're told we have to do what we're
C            Bb
told, but surely
Bb
Sometimes you have to be
C            F
a little bit naughty.

[Chorus]
Bb
Just because you find that life's not fair, it
F/A
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it.
Gm
If you always take it on the chin and wear it,
F
Nothing will change.
Bb
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
F/A
Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you.
Gm
If you sit around and let them get on top, you
C
Might as well be saying
A7
you think that it's OK,
A Dm C
And that's not right.

[Interlude]Bb C/E F Bb

[Verse 2]
F
Cinderella, in the cellar,
C
Didn't have to do much as far as I could tell.
Bb
Her Godmother was two thirds fairy.
Bb
Suddenly her lot was a lot less scary.
F
But what if you haven't got
C           Bb
a fairy to fix it?
Bb
Sometimes you have to make
C           F
a little bit of mischief.

[Chorus]
Bb
Just because you find that life's not fair, it
F/A
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it.
Gm
If you always take it on the chin and wear it,
F
Nothing will change.
Bb
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
F/A
Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you.
Gm
If you sit around and let them get on top, you
C
Might as well be saying
A7
you think that it's OK,
A Dm C
And that's not right.
Bb              Dm C F
And if it's not right,
                Dm E7 A7
you have to put it right.

[Verse 3]
Dm
In the slip of a bolt, there's a tiny revolt.
A
The seeds of a war in the creak of a floorboard.
Dm
A storm can begin with the flap of a wing.
Bm
The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting.
Bb
Every day starts with the tick of a clock.
F/A
All escapes start with the click of a lock.
Gm
If you're stuck in your story and want to get out,
F/A
You don't have to cry; you don't have to shout.

Bb
'Cause if you're little, you can do a lot, you
F/A
Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you.
Gm
If you sit around and let them get on top, you
F
Won't change a thing.
Bb
Just because you find that life's not fair, it
F/A
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it.
Gm
If you always take it on the chin and wear it,
C
You might as well be saying
A
you think that it's OK.
               Dm Dm/C
And that's not right.
Bb             Dm C/E 
And if it's not right,
F              Dm E7 A7
you have to put it right.

Gm
But nobody else is gonna
C
put it right for me.
Am7
Nobody but me is gonna
D7
change my story.
Gm
Sometimes you have to be
C            C F
a little bit naughty.

Ends on F