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You Gotta Love This City Ukulele Chords

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Difficulty
Capo
intermediate
1st fret
Soprano uke

Capo on first fret; chords are relative to capo 
Dm7 can be replaced with Dm for ease without altering the sound too much

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[Intro]
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love it, love it


[Verse 1]
F               Gm                          Bb
   Too sick for breakfast, the car wouldn't start
    Am               Dm7           C                   F
The train was really full, and his girlfriend had a boyfriend
                   Gm                   Bb
The houses all the same, now here's the rain
    Am             Dm7            C     
Not falling but collapsing at his feet
F                            Gm                  Bb
   Deep breath and he clocks on, raincoat on his arm
                          F
He wishes the hours would disappear


Ab                            G
But the trip's in vain 'cause awaiting him
  Em                    Am
A lay-off notice and his severance pay
   Em                   Am           Dm7    F
He shuffles back to the train again
          Am
You gotta love this city


[Chorus 1]
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love it, love it


[Verse 2]
F                       Gm               
   Back home he lies in bed for days and days
         Bb                  Am
Watching American television, smoking
    Dm7                          C                  
And playing with himself ringing double-O double-5
F                        Gm
   Into town on Thursday night
                                    Bb
The girls are pretty and the lights are bright
                      F
At least he loves his city


Ab               G                            Em           Am
Holding court on Taylor Square proper was the man he could become
Em               Am
Lear's Fool is a bum now
     Dm7        F              Am
With seven holy parcels by his side

[Chorus 1]
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love it, love it
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love it, love it



[Interlude]
|F    |F    |Gm   |Gm   |Bb   |Am   |F   |


[Verse 3]
                   Gm                           Bb
He walks along the foreshore, he's got a bottle
        Am                  F
And he's breathing with his city


       Ab        G  
It was busy everywhere he went
            Em             Am
There was a crowd over the bay
      Em           Am
And a fireworks display
        Dm7                 F                      Am
It's all very strange for a Thursday night thought he


        Dm7               F
Then it dawns on him as a cracker explodes
    Am
And who the hell is he going to blame?
   Dm7                F                   Am
It dawns on him - the horror - we got the Olympic Games


[Bridge]
Dm7  F           Am
       You gotta love this city 
Dm7         F                Am
    For its body and not its brain


                   Dm7       F      Am
And he screams "My city is a whore, opened herself to the world
Dm7                   F
Jumped up and down in pastel shirts
    Am     
And lathered up thinking about designs for T-shirts"


Dm7  F           Am
       You gotta love this city 
Dm7         F                Am
    For its body and not its brain


[Chorus 2]
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
          Dm7                    F                 Am
You gotta love this city for its body and not its brain
          Dm7             F                         Am
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
          Dm7                    F                 Am
You gotta love this city for its body and not its brain


[Outro] 
     Dm7              F             Am
It's more than he can take, and the stars' reflection breaks
               Dm7             F                    Am
'Cause you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it enjoy the view
Dm7  F           Am
       You gotta love this city
         Dm7           Fm                   Am
He's had enough and he sinks to the bottom
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