Kunci Ukulele Passenger – Caravan Versi 1

^DmPour the petrol ^Fcan, arou^Cnd this cara^Fvan. And w^Bbatch the f^Flames take all you o^Bbwn. There's a ^Dmgirl who unders^Ftands, by the ^Cback of her two ^Fhands. ^Bb She's all you n^Feed to k^Bbnow.

'Cause you ^Csearch for years but you ^Flose every^Cthing you ^Bbfind. There's ^Cbraille for the deaf and ^Fsign^Cposts for the ^Bbblind. There's ^Cheaven for the cruel but the ^Fdevil ^Cwaits for the ^Bbkind.

And you ^Dmfollow the blackbird ^Fhome, through the ^Cearly winter s^Fnow. ^Bb Your footprints t^Frack you through the g^Bbrass. And you ^Dmache just to smell her c^Flothes, and her ^Ccooking down on the ^Fstove. ^Bb You see her f^Face in everyone you p^Bbass.

'Cause you ^Csearch for years but you ^Flose every^Cthing you ^Bbfind. There's ^Cbraille for the deaf and ^Fsign^Cposts for the ^Bbblind. There's ^Cheaven for the cruel but the ^Fdevil ^Cwaits for the ^Bbkind.

^C And you ^Fwalk down ^Cto her ^Bbwindow. ^C And press your ^Fface ^Cagainst the g^Bblass. ^C Only to ^Ffind that s^Che is h^Bbappy in his arms.

'Cause you ^Csearch for years but you ^Flose every^Cthing you ^Bbfind. There's ^Cbraille for the deaf and ^Fsign^Cposts for the ^Bbblind. There's ^Cheaven for the cruel but the ^Fdevil ^Cwaits for the ^Bbkind.