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It Doesnt Mean A Thing ukulele

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C: 332010
F: 033210
Cmaj9:020010
G: 320013
Am:002213 

C
I never knew my mother
F                         G
I can't say it was so bad
C
She was still a girl of seventeen
F                          G
The night she met my dad
C
He was just six months out of Chino
Am                               G
Tryin' his hardest to stay clean
C                Cmaj9           Am        G                F
When they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing
C          Cmaj9      Am   G                F
Like doves sleepin' with broken wings
C        Cmaj9  Am    F
In a bed fit for a king
F
It didn't mean a thing


C
It was a shotgun-forced wedding
F                                        G
And they forgot to bring the guns
C
They were busy countin' promises
F                                  G
To the children not yet born
C
No one could afford the ride
Am                                         G
Everyone hitched up the one oh one
C            Cmaj9          Am     G                 F
And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing
C    Cmaj9       Am         G           F
Like doves dancin' with broken wings
C  Cmaj9   Am  G   F  
With a view fit for a king
F
It didn't mean a thing


C
It was a lonliness they would confess
F
Like the world had gone bad, I guess
C
So they hold hands lookin' to the eyes of God
F
They say, "Tell me, why'd you hide from us?
C
Why'd you fill the world with wickedness?
F                                                  G
Why'd you spare us from your grace but not the rod?"
C
Now my dad says, "Fuck the teachers,
F                                     G
Just keep your head down hide.
C
Gotta find yourself alone 
F                                      G
before you'll find the eyes of God"
C
You may be broke and scared
Am                                               G
And mad and tear at the flesh of your own heart's strings
C               Cmaj9    Am        G             F
But you were born to be a peasant not a king
C    Cmaj9           Am         G                     F             
So just stop actin' like you're runnin' form something
C     Cmaj9                 Am             G              F
You're gonna leave the way you came without a thing
C     Cmaj9         Am           G                  F
With you're heart tied to your mind tied to a string
C     Cmaj9           Am         G              F
You just sing and you sing and you sing
                         C
It doesn't mean a thing

            
            
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