Martin Ukulele Chords

Capo on 1
 
Intro
 F C G Am
 F C F C G C
 
       F           C      G             Am
He was born in the woods, torn from his home.
             F          C              F          G
Well, he was naked, and destined to be out on his own.
       F         G                C             Am
And he waited in darkness, hoping someone might see,
     F            C             F      C G    C
From something so rough, what a treasure he'd be.
 
F             G         C
Stronger than steel and wood.
F                   G       C
Seen me through the bad and good.
             F            G       C            Am           F       G
And when I'm hanging by a string, every little thing is understood
 
Between Martin and me.
 
          F             C               G               Am
Well he's hollow in the middle from the shape that he's in.
            F              C               F            G
He's either filled up with music or locked in his shell again.
       F               G         C             Am
And it takes some fine tuning to make him come around,
           F             C           F   C G       C
But he's a huge piece of me and I'll never put him down.
 
F             G         C
Stronger than steel and wood.
F                   G       C
Seen me through the bad and good.
             F            G       C            Am            F      G
And when I'm hanging by a string, every little thing is understood
 
Between Martin and me.
 
        F    C              G           Am
He is a good friend, and he has his own voice.
        F            C        G                C
And you get what you give; sometimes it's just noise.
    F                C            G              Am
But if you treat him well he will last your life long.
              F          C                  F     C   G C
And if you're honest and open well, he will write you a song.
 
(Write you a song, write you a song)
 
F             G         C
Stronger than steel and wood.
F                   G       C
Seen me through the bad and good.
             F            G       C            Am           F      G
And when I'm hanging by a string, every little thing is understood
             F            G       C            Am           F      G
And when I'm hanging by a string, every little thing is understood
 
Between Martin and me.
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