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That Day ukulele

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F        F       G
Can you hear me now
F              F
Lying in this bed
Dm       F        Em      F
Embedded in this written story

F        F        G
Can you hear me now
F                 F
Calling from this bed
Dm           F                    Em       F
I'm spitting words but there's no meaning, no


G
(Now he's taking his time)
          F          F
He's got nothing to lose
         G
(But the first thing he sees)
        F             F
Is the last thing he choose
               G
(And when the moment arrived)
         F            F         G
He just found he had nothing to say
    F
That day

F        F        G
Can you hear me now
F               F
Sky is turning red
Dm                  F
The streets are all gone
     Em         F
Am I dreaming, no

F        F        G
Can you hear me now
F                F
Falling from this bed
Dm          F
Nudist that bears gifts
          Em     F
But when will it show me

G
(Now she's taking her time)
           F          F
She's got nothing to lose
          G
(But the first thing she sees)
        F               F
Is the last thing she'd choose
               G
(And when the moment arrived)
          F             F          G
She just found she had nothing to say
    F
That day

Dm                                                                 F
He lies awake in his bed every night devising ways to conceal the strain
Dm                                                                 F
She never tells of her midnight fears or admits that she does the same
F                                                                 G
They never meet, never touch, never speak and for one tired old refrain

F        F       G
Can you hear me now
F              F
Lying in this bed
Dm        F        Em      F
Embedded in this written story

F        F       G
Can you hear me now
F                 F
Calling from this bed
Dm            F                   
I'm spitting words 

but there's no meaning  

            
            
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