Sour Milk ukulele

Sour Milk

• C/G

"Sour Milk" by Wild Sweet Orange
http://www.wildsweetmusic.com/

Standard tuning with Capo on the 2nd fret (all chords relative to capo)
Also the barred G chord can be interchanged with a normal G chord as Preston mixes the 
G in there every now and then.

C/G                              F
I'll take the road less traveled by
                            Am
Thats what my father always said
                           F
Now he works in an office

With a whore in his bed

C/G                       F
My mother sleeps alone at night
                            Am
Dreaming of all her regret inside
                        F
I wanna tell her that I love her

C/G                F
Oh and if I could
                             Am
I would've given her so much better
                              F
Cuz no don't you tell me that that man is my father
C/G                    F
Oh just some hooded conceiver
                                 Am            F
Who tried really, really hard to please her.

C/G                    F
So I'm returning to my gladness
                Am
When I was only ten
                        F
Playing football in the front yard
                     C/G
And sweating with my friends
                              F
I remember when I was thirteen
                Am
It was October something
                       F
I was standing on that front lawn listening.
C/G                                 F
That was the first time I heard you calling
                       Am
As the sun was cooling down
        F
And the moms were about to drive their kids around.

C/G
And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
Em
And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"
F
They give us truth deceiving
Gbarred(355433)
I don't think thats truth at all

C/G
And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
Em
And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"
F
They give us love thats leaving
Gbarred(355433)
I dont think thats love

C/G    F    Am    F

C/G
Oh and the steeple people
F                               Am
Oh they're so happy not knowing you.
             F
So boldly do they pervert your truth.

C/G                           F
Oh did they think we wouldn't grow up
                           Am
Did they think we couldn't throw back up
                        F
The sour milk they been pouring down out throats

C/G                F                     Am
Oh they have raised one pissed off generation
                       F
With kids that have to start taking care of them
C/G                          F
Like hey mom get to work on time
                                Am
And hey dad would you come home tonight
                         F
And the both of you stop drinking so much wine.

C/G
And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
Em
And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"
F
They give us truth deceiving
Gbarred(355433)
I don't think thats truth at all

C/G
And they say, "Blah, blah, blah, blah"
Em
And they say. "Blah, blah, blah"
F
They give us love thats leaving
Gbarred(355433)
I dont think thats love.

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