Chords for Blame It On A Ukulele ~ 1933

It's about me.
If you think she's nuts about you, you're nuts. _
Duke, I tell you, you don't know how to handle women.
You gotta romance her.
You gotta get her out in the moonlight.
You know, get her into the mood with a_
with a ukulele.
_ Ukulele?
Huh?
What did that lamb chop ever get you?
What did it ever get for me?
It got me in and out of plenty of [Dm] jams.
Ha!
[Em] _ [Dm] Who's a good girl?
[A] _
[Bm] Ha-ha!
Everywhere [Db] and [Dm] every day,
[Em] people point at me [Bb] and say,
there's the [Gb] guy that's [Dm] going down in history.
[A] _
[B] How [Em] did I do the things [Dm] I did?
To [Gb] every man and every [Bb] kid, that seems to be
the one [F] absorbing mystery.
[G] _
[Dbm] How did I get by when things were [Gbm] not so hot?
[Dbm] _
Mr.
Ripley, you can [G] believe it or not,
[Bm] Oh, I did it [Em] with my little [D] ukulele.
_ [A]
[Bm] It protected me [A] from every care [Bm] and strife.
[D] I [G] could strum a broom or ladle
[Gbm] while I sat [Abm] there in [A] my cradle,
[Bm] and I never [A] took a lesson [D] in my life.
_ _ [Gm] _
Didn't you ever hear [Eb] how the Ute made my career?
When the crew of [Ab] the good ship [Bb] Nancy [Eb] Lyle
[B] was wrecked up on a typical [Bb] tropical [Eb] isle.
Didn't you know it was me who defied geography
_ [Bb]
[Gb] when only me of [Eb] the 75
[Bb] [Ebm] was washed [Bb] up on that shore [F] alive.
[Bb] I [Eb] never knew it.
You [E] didn't know it?
No.
How did [A] you do it?
Well, here's how I've done it.
[D] _ Oh, I did it with my little ukulele.
_ While the sharks were snapping at me tooth and knife,
I [G] sang Annie Laurie round them,
[D] and I guess that's [G] how I drowned them,
[D] and I never [A] took a lesson [D] in my life.
_ _ [G]
I landed on that island pretty.
[D] There was the welcoming committee
[A] with the boom chicka boom chicka boom
chicka boom [D] chicka boom. _ _
[G] Thousands swooped around me, [D] howzer,
without a shirt and without a [A] trouser,
just a boom chicka boom,
not a hey [D] nonny nonny in a car load,
[Gm] just a boom chicka boom.
They [Bb] danced until the brute barbarians
grew as hungry as [A] Hungarians,
and they were no [Bb] vegetarians, no sir.
Around the fire where I was hustled in,
[F] where the shredded wheat skirts were rustled [Eb] in,
[B] hips and torsos [Bb] shook and [G] rustled in,
hello [Am] sir.
_ [F] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bb] Him much better [Eb] roasted.
Him much [F] milder toasted.
Him [A] much better [Bb] fried in [Eb] oil.
Him [F] much better boiled.
[C] _ _ [Bb] _
[C] _ [F] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [Cm] _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ [Gm] _ [C] _ [Gb] _ _
[C] _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Gm] I became the love dictator.
[Am] I charmed his maiden mater.
[G] Burnt the books and two weeks [Am] later,
I [G] burned a husband daily.
[A] With [G] a passion Polynesian,
I outdid each husband region,
[D] for [G] I mesmerized them daily
with me little ukulele.
Need the moon at [Am] Yichigama.
_ Every South Sea island mama
came [G] to shake a mean pajama.
When at night I'd play, _
I'd get tired of these [D] ditties.
I'd get [G] lonesome for the city,
[Am] _ [G] homesick for the wife and kitty.
[D] So I'd scram [G] since sales away.
[A] _ [D] Say these gals sure cried and wept,
oh waily waily,
as I waved goodbye to [A] each [D] deserted wife.
_ [G] And I did it with me little ukulele.
[D] _ And she never took a