North ukulele

North

• G

Intro:
G C G
Em G Em
G C G
Em G Em

        G         C         G
we will call this place our home, 
             C        G         Em
the dirt in which our roots may grow.
           G            Em      G
though the storms will push and pull,
        C         G         D
we will call this place our home. 


               C       D        G
we’ll tell our stories on these walls.
        D   Bm          Em
every year, measure how tall.
         D      C       G
and just like a work of art,
                Em     C        G
we’ll tell our stories on these walls. 


        C           G       Em       C
let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
        G            Em          C          G
let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
           C          G         D          G
settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
        G               D            G
give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.


         C         G      Em
a little broken, a little new.
           G      D       C
we are the impact and the glue.
    D      G    Bm      Em
capable of more than we know,
              D     C   G
we call this fixer upper home.


          Em        C     G
with each year, our color fades.
        C          G    D
slowly, our paint chips away.
            C        D                G        D
but we will find the strength and the nerve it takes
   Em          D           C       G     Em
to repaint and repaint and repaint every day. 


        C           G       Em       C
let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
        G            C           G          Am
let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
            C         G         Em         D
settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
        G              C             G
give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.

        C           G       Em       C
let the years we’re here be kind, be kind.
        G            C           G          Am
let our hearts, like doors, open wide, open wide.
           C          G         Em         D
settle our bones like wood over time, over time.
        G              C             G
give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.
        G              Em            G
give us bread, give us salt, give us wine.

        G         C       G
smaller than dust on this map
         C        G        Em
lies the greatest thing we have:
            G         Em        G
the dirt in which our roots may grow
        C        G       Em
and the right to call it home.

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