Bobcaygeon taby ukulele według Tragically Hip (Chwyty barytonu)

G        A    G         A
I left your house this morning about a quarter after nine 
G                      A      G      A
Coulda been the Willie Nelson, coulda been the wine
Bm  C 
When I left your house this morning
G      A 
It was a little after nine 
Bm       C
It was in Bobcaygeon I saw the constellations
G     A 
Reveal themselves one star at a time 

GAGA

G          A    G  A
Drove back to town this morning with working on my mind
G    A
I thought of maybe quitting
G         A
Thought of leaving it behind
Bm       C 
Went back to bed this morning 
G       A
And as I'm pulling down the blind
Bm         C 
The sky was dull and hypothetical 
G           A
And falling one cloud at a time
 
                 Em       C
That night in Toronto with its checkerboard floors 
          G        D
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored 
              Em
Til the men they couldn't hang 
               C
Stepped to the mic and sang 
          D
And their voices rang with that Aryan twang 

GAGA  ( X 2 )

I got to your house this morning just a little after nine 
In the middle of that riot 
Couldn't get you off my mind 
So I'm at your house this morning 
Just a little after nine 
Cause it was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations 
Reveal themselves one star at a time.