Leather Jacket ukulele

Leather Jacket

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Intro

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Verse 1
D/F#            
Hundreds of stories
G
Before I showed up
D/F#  
They'd tell them to me
G
And pull photos up
Em
They're all connected
D/F#  
Like a pair of handcuffs
G
No one seemed affected
A
That everyone is fucked
D/F#  
But there was a softness
G
Some kind of understanding
D/F#  
Those 2am decisions
G
Always shaky landings
E
And no one ever knew
D/F#  
What could be demanded
G
Maybe it's the cards
A
The cards that she was handed

Chorus
G             D                    A
You called me up from a pay phone
             Bm
I said "Hang tight, I can drive you home"
G           D                      A
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
          Bm
I offered you my dad's leather jacket

Verse 2
D/F#  
I met her at a party
G
She'd come straight from work
D/F#  
Complained that the regulars
G
Were all a bunch of jerks
Em
She always looked tired
D/F#  
But she dazzled as a drunk
G
She even pulled off
A
That stupid hair cut
D/F#  
She said, "I don't need a sponsor
G
Or the best lover
D/F#  
Just a man that sees me
G
As some fixer-upper
Em
The last few years
D/F#  
I've been running for cover
G
Trying to sleep
A
So I can visit my mother"

Chorus
G             D                    A
You called me up from a pay phone
             Bm
I said "Hang tight, I can drive you home"
G           D                      A
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
          Bm
I offered you my dad's leather jacket

Bridge
G              D                 A
When times were tough in the worst years
         Bm
We never knew how to interfere
G             D                A
And now you're back and just unpacking
                 Bm
Those bruised up takers you keep attracting

Verse 3
D/F#  
In September
G
When it goes off
D/F#  
Like some god damn
G
Alarm clock
D/F#  
And he hits her
G
Like a third shot
D/F#  
Conversations 
G
She just stares off
Em
There's no longer 
D/F#  
A voice calling
G
When she goes out
A
Saying, "I'll be up waiting for you"

G    D    A       Bm
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh-Ooh-Ooh

Chorus
G             D                    A
You called me up from a pay phone
             Bm
I said "Hang tight, I can drive you home"
G           D                      A
I pulled on up and with a southern accent
          Bm
I offered you my dad's leather jacket

Bridge
G              D                 A
When times were tough in the worst years
         Bm
We never knew how to interfere
G             D                A
And now you're back and just unpacking
                 Bm
Those bruised up takers you keep attracting

Outro
G           D                   A
You call me up from a pay phone 
            Bm
You call me up from a pay phone
(x2)
And I said, "Who the fuck uses a pay phone?"

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