Keith Urban - You Or Somebody Like You

keith urban
you or somebody like you
( gordie/Daly/verges )
tune 1 semitone down from concert pitch .

the only real tricky chord is the bbm7b5 at the end of the solo .

bbm7b5 ( x . 1 . 2 . 1 . 2 . x )

cheers
bagman~oz~

E/// | //// | C#m/// | //// | A2/// | //// | D9/// | //// |

verse .
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
E
outside my window , i swear on my mama’s grave
C#m
you faded out of the street noise like an out – of – focus polaroid
A2
so i shot the moon , and i cursed the wind
D9
for makin’ me think that you were here again .
E C#m
smoke and mirrors , somebody stole you away

well , that’s the biggest conspiracy since j . F . k .
A
so i combed the corners and the glass houses
D9
had the right directions but i never found it .

bridge .
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
A2 Bsus4 ( E / B / A2 )
well , i’d trade in all the rest of my days
A2 Bsus4
for just the mere reflection of your face
A2 Bsus4
for one shining moment .

chorus .
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
E G#m A2
with you or somebody like you
E G#m A2
with you or somebody just like you .

– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
called the inspectors , the cops and the C . i . A .
they drew chalk circles ’round the place that we used to lay
nobody testified , not a single witness
i swore i was crucified with no forgiveness .
and the sheriff shined his light like i was drunk and dangerous
my hands were already tied , so he put away his handcuffs
and in my blind spot i saw the silhouette
of your crazy legs smokin’ a long black cigarette .

– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
well , i’d trade in all the rest of my days
for your crooked smile and your wicked ways
i’d fill up all this empty space
with you or somebody like you . . .
with you or somebody just like you
oh , you or somebody like you .

solo
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D2/// | % | C#m/// | % | D2/// | % | C#m/// | bbm7b5/// |

– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
A2 B
now , i should’ve learned my lesson
A2 B
done what i was told
should’ve counted all my blessings like
fingers and toes
and now i’m trippin’ like a blind man
and i’m searchin’ high and low .

– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
for you or somebody like you
for you or somebody just like you