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A Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger ukulele

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Tabbed by Erlend Riis and Pål Fiksdal paalsfiksdal at hotmail dot com

Intro: Em G C

G

C   G    C   G

C   G    C   G

Em                          D7
  I spent the winter on the verge of a total break-

G                    C
down While living in Norway

G#                   E                  G#
 I felt the darkness of the black metal bands
Em              D7
 But being such fawn of a man
         C                  Am (maybe? Im not sure)
I didn't burn down any old churches
     D7            Em         D7
Just slept way too much, just slept


          C
My mind rejects the frequency

It's static craziness to me
         G
Is it a solar fever?
       C
The TV man is too loud

Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
              G
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
           C
We've eaten plastic weather

This family sticks together
         G
We will escape from the south to the west side
          C
My mind rejects the frequency
                           G
It's just verbosity to me


Em                            D7
   I spent the winter with my nose buried in a book
      G                         C
While trying to restructure my character
G#                  E                 G#
   Because it had become vile to its creator
Em                          D7
  And through many dreadful nights
                   G                     Em (?)
I lay praying to a saint that nobody has heard of
    D7               Em            D7
And waiting for some high times to come again


          C
My mind rejects the frequency

It's static craziness to me
         G
Is it a solar fever?
       C
The TV man is too loud

Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
              G
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
           C
We've eaten plastic weather

This family sticks together
         G
We will escape from the south to the west side
          C
My mind rejects the frequency
                           G
It's just verbosity to me


Em       
Dm          Em            G#dim7
  Dirty old shadows stay away
                Em
Don't play your games with me
Cm           Em
  I am older now I see
A#m            Dm
   The way you operate
Em             Dm               G             
  If you don't hurt me then you die,  om, om


          C
My mind rejects the frequency

It's static craziness to me
         G
Is it a solar fever?
       C
The TV man is too loud

Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
              G
You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
           C
We've eaten plastic weather

This family sticks together
         G
We will escape from the south to the west side
          C
My mind rejects the frequency
                           G
It's just verbosity to me

            
            
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