28 ukulele

28

• Chords

This song is in 3/4 time and the strumming sounds heavier than it is in actuality.
Also note that when playing the C chord in the verse, hammer on the first fret of the B string.


Chords
G       320033
Dmaj7   xx0222
Em      022000
C       x32010
D       xx0232

Intro
| G | Dmaj7 | Em | C |
| G | Dmaj7 | Em | C |
| G | Dmaj7 | Em | C |
| G | Dmaj7 | Em | C |

Verse
G          Dmaj7       Em             C
You took a train to the south side of Boston,
    G               Dmaj7        Em      C
You showed me where your old man stayed,
     G  Dmaj7    Em          C
Took 28 years of blood I was lost in,
        G        Dmaj7       Em  C
To feel loved on my own birthday,
  G      Dmaj7         Em         C
I always felt like I’s in between something,
     G             Dmaj7    Em   C
Like home and somewhere far away,
    G              Dmaj7          Em         C
But tonight on the west side in a bar out in Brooklyn,
G           Dmaj7         Em   C
I saw tears outline your face,

Chorus
Em            D
How lucky are we?
                     G                          C
It’s been a hell of a week, but we’re all grown now,
        Em             D                  G
There’s smoke seeping out, of your bloody teeth,
                    C
But you’re home somehow,

Break
| Em | D | G | C |
| Em | D | G | C |

Verse
G         Dmaj7           Em         C
I’ll be upstairs with the guitar I’s given,
     G        Dmaj7   Em  C
When I was barely fourteen,
G          Dmaj7      Em           C
When did McGlinchey’s get so damn crowded,
    G           Dmaj7          Em     C
And why are the crowds so damn green?
G         Dmaj7       Em             C
I lost my mind on the streets of the city,
G       Dmaj7         Em  C
Maybe I lost all hope too,
     G  Dmaj7    Em            C
Took 28 years of blood pumping through me,
   G           Dmaj7        Em  C
To get to this evening with you,

Chorus
Em            D
How lucky are we?
                     G                          C
It’s been a hell of a week, but we’re all grown now,
        Em             D                  G
There’s smoke seeping out, of your bloody teeth,
                    C
But you’re home somehow,

Solo
| Em | D | G | C |
| Em | D | G | C |

Chorus
Em            D
How lucky are we?
                     G                          C
It’s been a hell of a week, but we’re all grown now,
        Em             D                  G
There’s smoke seeping out, of your bloody teeth,
                    C
But you’re home somehow,

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