This is how I play the song on piano, the chords will only work on guitar if you know the jazz voicings.


[Verse 1]
         
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.

[Pre-Chorus]
        
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.

[Chorus]
             
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.

[Verse 2]
             
Blue as the sk

   
y, sunburnt an

d lonely,
           
Sipping tea in

              
 the bar by th

         
e roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
             
Don't you let 

            
those other bo


ys fool you,
           
Got to love th

              
at afro hair d

   
o.

[Pre-Chorus]
        
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

?

[Chorus]
             
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.

[Bridge]

'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 eve

          
n have to try 

     
any longer?
         
Do what you wa


nt to.

[Chorus]
             
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.

         
Oh, you're gon

              
na find yourse

        
lf somewhere, 

    
somehow