Put Your Records on

Three little birds (B9)sat on my window (D)and they told (E9)me I don't need to worry.

Summer came like (B9)cinnamon, so sweet.

(D)Little girls (E9)double dutch on the concrete.

(F#m)Maybe sometimes we got it wrong,

but it's alright.

The more things seem to change,

the more they stay the same.

Oo, don't you hesitate.

(A)Girl, put your records on.

Tell me your fav'rite song.

(D)You go (E9)ahead, let your hair down.

Sapphire and faded jeans,

I hope you get your dreams.

(D)Just go (E9)ahead, let your hair down.

(Dmaj7)You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

(A)Blue as the sky, (B9)sunburnt and lonely,

(D)sippin' tea (E9)in a bar by the roadside.

Don't you let those other (B9)boys fool you,

(D)gotta love (E9)that ble Afro the hairdo.

(F#m)Maybe sometimes we feel afraid, but it's alright.

The more you stay the same,

the more they seem to change.

Oo, Don't you think it's strange?

(A)Girl, put your records on.

Tell me your fav'rite song.

(D)You go (E9)ahead, let your hair down.

Sapphire and faded jeans,

I hope you get your dreams.

(D)Just go (E9)ahead, let your hair down.

(Dmaj7)You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

(Bm7)'Twas more than I could take,

pity for pity's sake.

(F#m7)Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was (Bm7)stronger.

When you gonna realize that you don't even have to (Dmaj7)try any (Bm7)longer?

(Dmaj7)Do what you want (E7)to.

(A)Girl, put your records on.

Tell me your fav'rite song.

(D)You go (E9)ahead, let your hair down.

Sapphire and faded jeans,

I hope you get your dreams.