Intro: Dm Bb F C Verse: Dm Boys and girls wanna hear a true story Bb Saturday night I was at this real wild party F They had the liquor overflowing the cup C About five or six strippers trying to work for a buck Dm Then I took one girl outside with me Bb Her name was Loni she went to junior high with me F Said why you up in there dancing for cash C I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last She said Chorus: Dm What would you do if your son was at home Bb Crying all alone on the bedroom floor F 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to C Sleep with a man for a little bit of money Dm And his daddys gone, Somewhere smoking rock now Bb In and out of lock-down, I ain't got a job now F So for you this is just a good time C But for me this is what I call life Verse (same as first): Girl you aint thee only one wit a baby, that's no excuse to be livin all crazy then she looked me right square in the eye and said everyday I wake up hopin' to die, she said- xxxxx I know about pain cuz, me and my sista ran away, so my daddy couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager I done been through more xxxx, you can't even relate ta! Chorus: Dm What would you do if your son was at home Bb Crying all alone on the bedroom floor F 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to C Sleep with a man for a little bit of money Dm And his daddys gone, Somewhere smoking rock now Bb In and out of lock-down, I ain't got a job now F So for you this is just a good time C But for me this is what I call life Bridge (same as verse): Ooooo Then she said, What would you do? if.... Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse What would you do? if.... Cuz I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what I went through What would you do? if.... Get up on my feet, stop makin tired excuses What would you do? if... Girl I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it Oooo, oooo, oooo-(yea, yea, yea, yea) Chorus: Dm What would you do if your son was at home Bb Crying all alone on the bedroom floor F 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to C Sleep with a man for a little bit of money Dm And his daddys gone, Somewhere smoking rock now Bb In and out of lock-down, I ain't got a job now F So for you this is just a good time C But for me this is what I call life Verse (same as first): What would you do? if yo son was at home, crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to sleep wit a man for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone somewhere smokin rock now, in and out of lock down, I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life (Come on) Chorus: Dm What would you do if your son was at home Bb Crying all alone on the bedroom floor F 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to C Sleep with a man for a little bit of money Dm And his daddys gone, Somewhere smoking rock now Bb In and out of lock-down, I ain't got a job now F So for you this is just a good time C But for me this is what I call life This arrangement is its contributor’s own interpretation, shared for private study, education and non-commercial use. The underlying song, lyrics and music remain the property of their copyright owners. To request removal, see Legal & Copyright.
4 ukulele chords used in "What Would You Do" by Bastille: Bb, C, Dm and F
For all of those complaining about the chords – someone went through the effort to find these for you and the same four chords repeat the entire time. Don’t be so entitled, it ain’t hard to remember four chords. If you do find that hard, grab a post-it note.
alright whoever makes these: PLEASE include full notes throughout all the songs and verses
Chords are perfect, only wish that they were on all the verses. Also, these aren’t the right lyrics to Bastille’s version.
There was the liquor overflowing the cup
So, I took one girl outside with me
And his daddy’s gone, in and outta lock down, I ain’t got a job now, he’s just smoking rock now
Girl you ain’t the only one to have a baby,
she said- I gotta know about pain because,
me and my sister ran away, so my daddy
couldn’t **** us, before I was a teenager
I done been through all that **** you can’t even relate to
Get up off my feet and stop making tired excuses (repeated through bridge)
–Otherwise, very good! Thanks for this.
To apipa^ These are the lyrics to the original song, not Bastille’s version.
These lyrics are so different from the Bastille version. ?