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Jailhouse ukulele

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by Sublime
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I was bored today and I started playing guitar and I came across some chords that sound 
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Intro:
F  G
    and I won't give it up to you.
F                           G
And I feel love, feel love. Love, love!

Chorus:
F              G
Jailhouse gets empty,
F         G
Rudy gets plenty,
F                    G
The baton stick gets shorter,
F         G
Rudy gets taller.
F                       G
Can't fight against the youth,
            F
Cause we're strong.
                    G
Them are rude, rude people.
F                       G
Can't fight against the youth,
            F
Cause we're strong.
                    G
Them are rude, rude people.

Verse:
F
Now when I was a youth in 1983
           G
it was the best day of my life.
               F
We had the '89 vision

we didn't fuss and no fight,
     G
when all the little daughters wanna be my wife
       F
like a vision,
                     G
it was playin' on my guitar,

on my guitar,
            F
I had to be there,

I had to be there,
            G
I had to be there,

I had to be there.

(Continue these 2 chords the rest of the song)
Lyrics continued....



what has been told to the wise,
and uprooted, yea,
its gonna be revealed unto,
babes and sublime

rudy, rudy, rudy,

Can't fight against the youth,
right now,
Them are rude rude people.
Can't fight against the resistance,
oh right now,
Them are rude, rude people.

We gonna rule this planet,
among children.
We gonna rule this planet

Cuz, when that rhythm,
It was playin on my guitar,
on my guitar,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
oh,

when I was a youth it was the best day,
it was the best day of my life.
Had the '89 vision,
we didn't fuss and no fight,
when all the little daughters wanna be my wife

when that rhythm,
It was playin on my guitar,
on my guitar,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
I had to be there,
had to be there

Jailhouse gets empty,
Rudy gets plenty,
Baton stick gets shorter,
Rudy gets taller, taller.
Can't fight against the youth,
Cause we're strong.
Them are rude, rude people.
Can't fight against the youth.
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