Corinne Bailey Rae
Put Your Records On

Song : 
C#

Intro : 
A   B7   D

A                   B7
Three little birds, sat on my window.
D                                      A
And they told me I don't need to worry.
A
Summer came like cinnamon
B7
So sweet,
D                                         A
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
 
F#m   C#7        A                   B7
Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
D                               C#7                        Bm7
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Bm7
Oh, don't you hesitate.
 
 Chorus : 
A                          B7
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
D                               A
You go ahead, let your hair down
A                         B7
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
D                                 A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Dmaj7                            Dmmaj7         A
     You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
 
 Verse : 
A                   B7
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
D                                      A
Sipping tea in a bar by the roadside,
A
(just relax, just relax)
                           B7
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
D                           A
Got to love that afro hair do.
 
F#m   C#7        A                   B7
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
D                               C#7                        Bm7
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Bm7
Don't you think it's strange?
 
 Chorus : 
A                          B7
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
D                               A
You go ahead, let your hair down
A                         B7
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
D                                 A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Dmaj7                            Dmmaj7
     You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
 
 Bridge : 
Bm7
'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
F#m                                             Bm7
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
                                                    B7
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Bm7
Do what you want to.
 
 Chorus : 
A                          B7
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
D                               A
You go ahead, let your hair down
A                         B7
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
D                                 A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
 
 Chorus : 
A                          B7
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
D                               A
You go ahead, let your hair down
A                         B7
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
D                                 A
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Dmaj7                            Dmmaj7       A
Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow