Put Your Records On - Corinne Bailey Rae

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Three little b

       
irds, sat on m

y window.
            
And they told 

              
me I don't nee

           
d to worry.
             
Summer came li

 
ke cinnamon

So sweet,
            
Little girls d

            
ouble-dutch on

                
 the concrete.


        
Maybe sometime

           
s, we've got i

              
t wrong, but i

       
t's alright
         
The more thing

              
s seem to chan

         
ge, the more t


hey stay the s

ame
                   
Oh, don't you hesitate.


             
Girl, put your

            
 records on, t


ell me your fa

vourite song
            
You go ahead, 

          
let your hair 

down
             
Sapphire and f

           
aded jeans, I 


hope you get y

our dreams,
            
Just go ahead,

            
 let your hair

 down.
         
You're gonna f

             
ind yourself s


omewhere, some

how.


             
Blue as the sk

  
y, sunburnt an

d lonely,
            
Sipping tea in

            
 the bar by th

                
e roadside,

(just relax, j

ust relax)
             
Don't you let 

            
those other bo


ys fool you,
            
Got to love th

            
at afro hair d

                
o.


        
Maybe sometime

             
s, we feel afr

              
aid, but it's 

 
alright
         
The more you s

              
tay the same, 

    
the more they 

seem to change

.
              
Don't you thin

             
k it's strange


?


             
Girl, put your

          
 records on, t


ell me your fa

vourite song
            
You go ahead, 

            
let your hair 

                
down
             
Sapphire and f

       
aded jeans, I 

hope you get y

our dreams,
            
Just go ahead,

            
 let your hair

                
 down.
Dmaj7                       Dm(maj)7
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.



'Twas more tha

n I could take

, pity for pit

y's sake

Some nights ke

pt me awake, I

 thought that 

I was stronger
                                                  

When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?

Do what you wa

nt to.


             
Girl, put your

           
 records on, t


ell me your fa

vorite song
            
You go ahead, 

            
let your hair 

                
down
             
Sapphire and f

        
aded jeans, I 

hope you get y

our dreams,
            
Just go ahead,

            
 let your hair

                
 down.


             
Girl, put your

           
 records on, t


ell me your fa

vorite song
            
You go ahead, 

            
let your hair 

                
down
             
Sapphire and f

         
aded jeans, I 


hope you get y

our dreams,
            
Just go ahead,

            
 let your hair

                
 down.


         
Oh, you're gon

              
na find yourse

        
lf somewhere, 

    
somehow