Shins - My Seventh Rib Ukulele

The Shins - My Seventh Rib
Submitted by Cody Armacher

F riff     G riff

3-3-3-3    5-5-5-5
3-3-3-3    5-5-5-5
4-4-4-4    6-6-6-6
5-5-5-5    7-7-7-7
5-5-5-5    7-7-7-7
3-3-0-0    5-5-0-0

Verse 1


F riff

your silver tounge laughs at the clowns of our age

G riff                                           

a slow production line of cheap shots from 

F riff
      
both sides shot from the hip 

G riff

to my seventh rib a spoiled tomato lies in all that you 

G                 F             F

say and I was the last of us to know

G-F F-D# (slide)

F riff

sound the alarm for my 

G riff

sentimental ways have come in view we've all got our own

F riff

knives sold to the worst of devils we 

G riff

know our mind and tight skin will soon be 

G                   F               F

old but this wasn't meant for us to know

G-F F-D# 

G riff slide to Bb three times

F riff 

G

Youths open shutters give way to another taken by sleight of 

G         F                      F

hand, and every american has the mouth of a pelican

G         F          A        F             G

now can I share that pillow            with you love?



F riff 

they've got us in fits to find a way 

G riff 

out of this, exploded view of a life once so 

F riff

simple first with the curse and my senti-

G riff                     F   F        F#  G

mental ways are drawing my innocence to a   close

                  F              F           

but these weren't mean for me to know