My Doorbell Uke tab by The White Stripes

5 Chords used in the song: F, Bb, D#, C, G#

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Artist: The White Stripes

Album: Get Behind Me Satan

Year: 2005

Difficulty:

4.9

(Intermediate)

Key: unknownChords

Chorus:
F                     Bb
I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
               D#                    F
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
F                            Bb
Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
               D#                     F
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
F                            Bb
Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
               D#                     F
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
F                                Bb       D#        F
yeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell

Oh, well


Verse:
F               Bb
Well women and children need kisses
        D#                F
Not the man in my life I know
F                      Bb
And I been going to mystery misses
     D#                   F
I respect the art of the show
F                   Bb
Take back what you said little girl
                D#                       F
And while you're at it take yourself back too
F                  Bb
Well I'm Tired Of Sitting Here Waiting
       D#                      F
Woman whatcha gonna do now, whatcha gonna do about it



Chorus


Bridge:
C        D#     C     Bb   

C     D#     F                            C   D#  F
                You don't seem to come around
                            F       D#    C      
Point your finger and make a sound


D#   C  Bb    


C    D#   F                          C     D#    F
            You don't seem to come around
                             F         D#     C
Not since I said you knocked it down?


     D# C Bb     C Bb G#    


Bb       F
Oh, well

Make a sound and I'll make you feel right
                      F    Bb     
Right at home, yeah
D#      F
       right at home, yeah


Verse:
Nobody got me waitin' in pain
But how come it's so easy to you
You don't strike me as the type to be callous
But your words seem so obtuse
But then again I know you feel guilty
And you tell me you want me again
But I don't need any of your pity
I got plenty of my own friends
They're all above me


Chorus

Bridge 

Chorus