Put Your Records On Chords by Ritt Momney

[A] _ Three little [B] birds sat on my window
[D] And they told me I don't need to [A] worry
Summer _ _ came [B] like cinnamon, so [D] sweet
Little girls double-dutch on the [A] concrete _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ Maybe [C#] _ sometimes [F#m] we got it wrong but [B] it's alright
[D] The more things seem to change
The _ [C#] more they fade [B] the same
Don't you hesitate
[F#m] [A] Girl, put your leggings [B] on
Got your favorite [D] song
You know I'd hurt your [A] head
So _ far I'm afraid of [B] jeans
I'll make it your [D] dreams
You know I'd hurt your [A] head _ _
_ [D] You're gonna find yourself [F] somewhere, _ [Dm] somehow
_ Blue _ [B] as the sky, sun burnin' on [D] me
Sippin' tea in the bar by [A] the roadside
Don't _ _ you [B] let those other boys fool [D] you
Gotta love that [A] afro hair
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [C#] _ _ Maybe [A] sometimes we [F#m] feel afraid [B] but it's alright
[D] The more they stay the _ same
[B] The more things seem [D#] to change
[F#m] Don't you think it's strange? _ _
[A] _ Girl, put your records [B] on
Tell me your favorite [D] song
You know I'd hurt your [A] head
So far I'm afraid of [B] jeans
I'll make it your [D] dreams
You know I'd hurt your [A] head
You're _ [F#m] _ gonna find [F] yourself somewhere, _ [Bm] somehow
Dressed more than I could take
Pretty for pity's [F#m] sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I [Bm] was stronger
When you're gonna realize
That you don't even [B] have to try any longer
[Bm] Do what you want to
Girl, [C#] put your records [B] on
Tell me your favorite [D] song
You know I'd hurt your head
[A] _ _
_ _ So far I'm afraid of [B] jeans
I love feeling that you're [D] leaving me to waste the night
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