Corinne Bailey Rae - Put your records on

^G Three little birds^A7, sat on my window ^C And they told me I don't need to worry^{G G}Summer came like cinna^A7mon, so sweet ^C Little girls double-dutch on the con^Gcrete

^Em Maybe some^A7times, we've ^Cgot it wrong, but it's ^A7alright The ^Cmore things seem to change, the ^A7more they stay the same ^Am7 Oh, don't you hesitate

^GGirl, put your records on, ^A7 tell me your favourite song ^C You go ahead, let your ^Ghair down ^GSapphire and faded jeans, ^A7 I hope you get your dreams, ^C Just go ahead, let your ^Ghair down

^A7 You're gonna find yourself ^Csomewhere, some^Ghow

^GBlue as the sky^A7, sunburnt and lonely, ^C Sipping tea in a bar by the road^Gside, ^GDon't you let those other ^A7boys fool you, ^C Got to love that afro hair ^Gdo

^Em Maybe some^A7times, we ^Cfeel afraid, but it's ^A7alright The ^Cmore you stay the same, the ^A7more they stay the same ^Am7 Don't you think it's strange?

^GGirl, put your records on, ^A7 tell me your favourite song ^C You go ahead, let your ^Ghair down ^GSapphire and faded jeans, ^A7 I hope you get your dreams, ^C Just go ahead, let your ^Ghair down

^A7 You're gonna find yourself ^Csomewhere, some^Ghow

^C 'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake ^G Some nights kept me awake, G/ I thought that I was stronger ^C When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to ^A7try any longer? ^Am7 Do what you want to

^GGirl, put your records on, ^A7 tell me your favourite song ^C You go ahead, let your ^Ghair down ^GSapphire and faded jeans, ^A7 I hope you get your dreams, ^C Just go ahead, let your ^Ghair down ^GGirl, put your records on, ^A7 tell me your favourite song ^C You go ahead, let your ^Ghair down ^GSapphire and faded jeans, ^A7 I hope you get your dreams, ^C Just go ahead, let your ^Ghair down

^A7 Oh, you're gonna find yourself ^Csomewhere, some^Ghow