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Golden ukulele

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Ok, my first tab it took me a while to work out, hope you like it! You can use this tab 
piano as well, not just guitar. Great song, i fell in love with it as soon as i heard 
So
enjoy!

C#maj7.........


C#maj7 Ab  Bbm           Ab
How  cruel is the golden rule

         C#maj7                  Ab            Eb     F
When the lives we live are only golden plated

       C#                          Ab                      Eb F
And I Knew That The Lights of the city were too heavy for me

           C#                    Ab            Eb      F
And though I carried Karats for everyone to see

      Fm       Eb           C#            Eb
And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies

Fm           Eb            C#       Eb
And all the lovers with no time for me

    Fm        Eb      C#           Eb   C#
And all of the mothers raise their babies to

               Fm
stay away from me

C#             Ab      Bb           Eb
Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams

          C#                         Ab          Eb     F
Where the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens

      C#                          Ab                      Eb
And I Knew That The Lights of the city were too heavy for me

F

           C#                    Ab            Eb      F
And though I carried Karats for everyone to see

      Fm       Eb           C#            Eb
And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies

Fm           Eb            C#       Eb
And all the lovers with no time for me

     Fm        Eb      C#           Eb   C#
And all of the mothers raise their babies to

               Fm
stay away from me

    C#                         Fm
And pray they don't grow up to be


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HannahHearts. xxx
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