Country Disappeared ukulele

Country Disappeared

• C/G

Country Disappeared by Wilco 
from Wilco (The Album)
tabbed by Joe Miró

Standard tuning - no capo

For the chords marked with an asterisk (*) he uses his pinky to hammer on and pull 
off on the 3rd fret of the E-string, (so the D+Dm chords shortly transform into Dsus4)


C/G              F
  Wake up we're here
     Em                    Dm/A
It's so much worse than we feared
C/G                    F
  There's nothing left here
    Em               Dm/A*
The country has disappeared

       F                      C/G
If the winter trees bleeding, leave red blood
    Am                     Dm
The summer sweet dreaming, april blush
    C                          G               Am
But none of that is ever gonna mean as much to me again.

C/G             F
  Hold out your hand,
        Em                     Dm/A*
there's so much you don't understand
   C/G                   F 
So stick as close as you can,
Em                   Dm/A*
all of the best laid plans

               F                       C/G
You've got the white clouds hanging so high above you
               Am                   Dm
You've got the helicopters dangling angling to shoot,
    C                        G                 Am
the shots to feed the hungry weekend news crew anchorman.

F                         G
  So every evening we can watch from above,
C       Bb     Am     D
crushed cities like a bug
Dm                    G
  Fold ourselves into each others guts,
    C        Bb    Am        D*
and turn our faces up to the sun.


  C/G           F      Em        Dm/A


C/G            F
  I won't take no
Em              Dm/A*
I won't let you go
C/G          F
  All by yourself
Em                Dm/A*
Oh no you need my help

         F                            C/G
When the cold night shakes you like a chandelier
    Am                           Dm
The snowflakes break through the atmosphere,
    C                              G                  Am
and melt on the blue breath of the auctioneers and disappear.

F                         G
  So every evening we can watch from above,
C       Bb     Am     D
crushed cities like a bug
Dm                    G
  Fold ourselves into each others bloods,
    C        Bb    Am        D*
and turn our faces up to the sun.

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