Tragically Hip - Dark Canuck Ukulele

Band: The Tragically Hip
Tuning (F F F F E F)

Intro/Verse

F-F-Em-F

"Pretend..."(0:44)

Em-F-F-F-Em-F-F-F

"till..." (1:05)
F-F-Em-F-F (last time hold F)

Bridge Riff(BR):
E-F-F-F#

F-F-F-F

bridge #2: (-1:34)
F-F-Em-F


F
This one is for you
    Em             F
and it goes on and on and on
     F
when nothing seems to do
    Em                         F
for when the doubtless and the wrong
F
ask; 'can I help you?'
        Em                 F
in that way that says, 'I can't'
    F
or claim we're all the same
       Em         F
just inconsistant
   Em
or pretend all understanding
       F
turned out to be pretense
        F                                  F
then pretend the pretense of understanding
                              Em
How long does it take depends

You can cast your doubts
F
Turn em inside-out
F                    F
Hang em upside-down

                    F    F                      Em             F
Til their art falls out  -  the short answer's; forty-eight hours
Let your heart all out   -  the short answer's; forty-eight hours
Til your art falls out   -  the short answer's; forty-eight hours
Let your heart all out                     Summon up all your power
F     F

F F Em F (X2)

F 
If you need a good connection for drugs
     Em                   F
or a strong tolerance for alcohol
F
Too little religious education
Em     F
       Some pain threshold
F
If from the outside
           Em                  F
There's no demand for what you do
    F
And inside there's an army waiting
          Em              F
For their marching orders for you
Em
Come sit on my swing-set
F
Come sit on my porch
      F 
After Ten at night, smoke your cigarettes
       F               Em
if you like, of course

You can cast your doubts
F
Turn em inside-out
F                     F
Hang em upside-down

                    F    F                      Em             F
Til their art falls out  -  the short answer's; forty-eight hours
Let your heart all out   -  the short answer's; forty-eight hours
Til your art falls out   -  the short answer's; forty-eight hours
Let your heart all out                           Summon up all your power
F     F
      And it does on and on and on

E F(X7)
E  F                  E    F
    If we ever get home
    let's don't compare
    let's relinquish all our holidays
    and Drive-In Premieres     B    E
F  F                 F
   if we ever get home
   gonna have me three children
Apple, Zippo, and Metronome
that's what I'm gonna name them

        E  F
and get celebrity skin
E   F                  E   F
    the illusion of tough
    I'm gonna talk about nothing
    til nothing's enough    B   E
F  F                 F
   if we ever get home
   and the subject comes up
this War isn't for children
War is nothing's enough
F                                Em     F
O' in the clouds of blood at the end of JAWS
F                                    Em    F
in the misted cars honking their applause
F                      Em F
at the Drive-In Double Feature
F                           Em  F
at the heart of dark enough
         F                  Em F
O' it's JAWS and The Dark Canuck
F                             Em F
should we stay for The Dark Canuck?
    F                    Em  F
yea.Everyone, hands up!?
      F                      Em  F
Who's for 'The Dark Canuck'?
F                          F
I think we relinquished enough
     F                    Em  F
and it's still dark enough
and it goes on and on and on