{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":882119,"song":"Uh-Merica","artist":"Regina Spektor","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11605358-uh-merica-chords-by-regina-spektor/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/882119?type=chord","rating":4.51123,"votes":16,"content":"[tab][ch]E[/ch]                                              [ch]F[/ch]\r\nMrs. E. Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gun, la, la, la[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]E[/ch]                                              [ch]F[/ch]\r\nMrs. E. Roosevelt didn't even know I owned one la, la, la[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch]                                                               \r\nSomewhere between the cobblestone floor [/tab]\r\n[tab]                      [ch]G[/ch]  \r\nand the slated wooden ceiling la, la, la[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                                           [ch]E[/ch]\r\nCuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling la la la[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]          [ch]C[/ch]            [ch]E[/ch]                    [ch]E[/ch]      [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nOh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]C[/ch]          [ch]G[/ch]\r\nUh-merica, Uh-merica[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]         [ch]E[/ch]\r\nUh-merica, Uh- merica[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]           [ch]C[/ch]            [ch]E[/ch]                    [ch]E[/ch]      [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nOh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun.[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nOh we're born alone and then we're covered by m-m-m-mother's kisses\r\nThe mind has already forgotten what the body still misses\r\nSomewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks in the ceiling\r\nCuddling my semi automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling\r\nOh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun\r\n\r\nUh-merica, Uh-merica\r\nUh-merica, Uh- merica\r\nOh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun","plain_text":"Oh we're born alone and then we're covered by m-m-m-mother's kisses\nThe mind has already forgotten what the body still misses\nSomewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks in the ceiling\nCuddling my semi automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling\nOh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun\n\nUh-merica, Uh-merica\nUh-merica, Uh- merica\nOh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun","chords":["E","F","C","G","Am"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}