Hurricane Ukulele Chords

by The Band of Heathens
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This is my interpretation of the song meant to be played for the Ukeulele. Please feel free to suggest corrections.Was this info helpful?
Difficulty: beginner
Tuning: G C E A
Key: G
Capo: no capo
Author punkerbean [a] 2,468. Last edit on Feb 1, 2018
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Chords

A5
C
D
A
E
G

Strumming

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[Intro]
A5 C D A5
A5 C D A5
 
[Verse]
                           C       D                    A5
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
                          C      D                     A5
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
                            C    D                    A5
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
                     C                  D                   A5
Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
 
[Chorus]
      A                       C                   D                      A
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
                             C               D                   E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    A                   C                         D                          A
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    A                     G                        D                 A
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Verse]
A5                    C              D                 A5
Man came down from Chicago, he gonna set that levee right… he says,
                        C                     D                            A5
It needs to be at least three feet higher, it won't make it through the night
                                 C           D                         A5
But the old man down in the Quarter, he said don't you listen to that boy
                         C                     D             A5
The water be down by the mornin', and he'll be back to Illinois
 
[Chorus]
      A                       C                   D                      A
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
                             C               D                   E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    A                   C                         D                          A
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    A                     G                        D                 A
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Solo]
A5 C D A5
A5 C D E
A5 C D A5
A5 G D A5
 
[Verse]
                           C       D                    A5
Thirty miles on the Gulf Stream, I hear the south wind moan
                          C      D                     A5
The bridge is gettin' lower, the shrimp boats comin' home
                            C    D                    A5
The old man down in the Quarter, slowly turns his head
                     C                  D                   A5
Takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and, this is what he said
 
[Chorus]
N.C.
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
N.C.
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    A                   C                         D                          A
High black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    A                     G                        D                 A
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
      A                       C                   D                      A
I was born in the rain on the Pontchartrain, underneath the Loosiana moon
                             C               D                   E
I don't mind the strain of a hurricane, they come around every June
    A                   C                         D                          A
The high black water, a devil's daughter, she's hard, she's cold, and she's mean
    A                     G                        D                 A
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
    A                     G                        D                 A
But nobody taught her, it takes a lot of water, to wash away New Orleans
 
[Solo]
A5 C D A5
A5 C D E
A5 C D A5
A5 G D A5
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