The Killers strumming pattern and tabs ukulele piano

The Getting By

Capo None

A x02220
Asus4 x00230
F#m 244222
E 022100
D xx0232

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[Intro]
A
...

[Verse 1]
     A              Asus                  A
When I get up, she swears that she don't hear it
D                            A
Says that I'm as quiet as a mouse
   A                 Asus           A 
I comb my hair and throw some water on my face
     D                                A
And back out of the stillness of our house
           E               F#m   D
Lately, my patience is in short supply
                      E              F#m   
Nothing good seems to ever come from all this work
   D                  A  E
No matter how hard I try...

[Verse 2]
    A                     Asus             A
You know I believe in the Son, I ain't no backslider
       D                                        A
But my people were told they'd prosper in this land
       A                      D           A
Still, I know some who've never seen the ocean
    D                               A
Or set one foot on a velvet bed of sand
                       E               F#m    D
But they've got their treasure laying way up high
             E       
Where there might be many mansions
     F#m            D             A  E
But when I look up, all I see is sky...

[Chorus]
               F#m             E                 D
Maybe it's the getting by that gets right underneath you
                      E     F#m              D
It'd swallow up your every step, boy, if it could
                    D                    E
But maybe it's the stuff it takes to get up
        A  D                   E        F#m
In the morning and put another day in, son
                        D          A
That holds you till the getting's good
F#m                     E
.Green ribbon front doors, dishwater days
A                                      D                  E
.This whole town is tied to the torso of God's mysterious ways
[Chorus]
               F#m             E                 D
Maybe it's the getting by that gets right underneath you
                      E     F#m              D
It'd swallow up your every step, boy, if it could
                    D                    E
But maybe it's the stuff it takes to get up
        A  D                   E        F#m
In the morning and put another day in, son
      A                  D          A
That keeps you standing where you should
               E        F#m      A                D         A
So put another day in, son, and hold on till the getting's good

[Outro]
A Asus
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A Asus
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