Oops, an error
Loading. Please wait.

One Sunday Morning ukulele

by Wilco
279 views 1 this week
no commentswrite comment
1 2 3 4 5
3 more votes to show rating
add to favorites
×
Save as Personal and add changes to this tab that will be seen only by you. Learn more ›
×
You can save this tab as Personal to edit and correct it or add notes. All changes will be seen only by you. Learn more »
launch autoscroll
font size
0
reset
transpose
0
reset
display chords
guitar tuner
edit
Autoscroll
slow
fast
+/-
esc
set tempo
stop
Strumming
There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
Capo 3rd fret
Standard tuning

Tweedy seems to avoid the top 2 strings most of the time, especially in the verses.


Intro
------
G for 2 bars then Inter-Verse.



Inter-Verse
------------
                      C                         G
|-------------------|-x-|---------------------|-x-|
|-------------------|-1-|---------------------|-3-|
|-------------------|-0-|---------------------|-0-| x2
|-2-4-5-4-2-0-------|-2-|-0-2-4-4h5-4-2-4-----|-0-|
|-3-5-5-5-3-0-2-2h3-|-3-|-0-3-5-5---5-3-5-0h2-|-2-|
|-------------------|---|---------------------|-3-|

 D/A
|---|
|-3-|
|-2-|
|-0-|
|-0-|
|---|



Verse
------
D/A            C/G        C/G
 This is how I tell it
 G           D/A
 Oh, but it's long
D/A        C/G       C/G
One Sunday morning
 G          D/A
Oh, one son is gone

I can see where they're dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I had become
No-one should be

Outside I look lived in
Like the bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh, I'll give it time

This, I learned without warning
Holding my brow
In time he thought I would kill him
Oh, but I didn't know how

I said it's your god I don't believe in
No, your Bible can't be true
Knocked down by the long life
He cried, 'I fear what waits for you'

I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone
I feel relief, I feel well
Now he knows he was wrong

I am cold for my father
Frozen underground
Jesus, I wouldn't bother
He belongs to me now

Something sad keeps moving
So I wandered around
I fell in love with the burden
Holding me down

Bless my mind, I miss
Being told how to live
What I learned without knowing
How much more that I owe that I can give

This is how I tell it
Oh, but it's long
One Sunday morning
One son is gone

            
            
Suggest correction
Creating personal tab
Creating personal tab
You can edit any tab online and save it as your Personal.

You can edit, replace or remove any tab part or add personal notes – all changes will be seen only by you.

Personal tabs can be accessed anytime from any device, even offline.
Learn more »
Give kudos to tab author, rate the tab!
1 2 3 4 5
comments
print report bad tab
guest
Wanna post a correction for this tab? Suggest correction