PEACHES Ukulele Chords By Justin Bieber Ft. Daniel Caesar, Giveon

PEACHES uke chords and lyrics By Justin Bieber Ft. Daniel Caesar, Giveon

  VERSION 1  

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

Db, Dbmaj7, Ebm7, Fm7, Gbmaj7, , x2

Intro

Gbmaj7 Fm7 Ebm7 Dbmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Fm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Gbmaj7                          Fm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Ebm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Dbmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Gbmaj7                        Fm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Ebm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Dbmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Fm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Gbmaj7              Fm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Ebm7                          Dbmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Gbmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Fm7                                  Ebm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Dbmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Fm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Ebm7  Db

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Gbmaj7  Fm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Ebm7  Dbmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Fm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Gbmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Fm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Ebm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Dbmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Gbmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Fm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Ebm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Dbmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Fm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Fm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Fm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Gbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Fm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Ebm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Gbmaj7 Fm7 Ebm7 Dbmaj7 x2

Other Versions For This Ukulele Chords Song :

VERSION 2:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

D, Dmaj7, Em7, Gbm7, Gmaj7, , x2

Intro

Gmaj7 Gbm7 Em7 Dmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Gmaj7                          Gbm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Em7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Dmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Gmaj7                        Gbm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Em7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Dmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Gmaj7              Gbm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Em7                          Dmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Gmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Gbm7                                  Em7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Dmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Gbm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Em7  D

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Gmaj7  Gbm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Em7  Dmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Gmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Gbm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Em7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Dmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Gmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Gbm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Em7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Dmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Gmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Em7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Dmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Gmaj7 Gbm7 Em7 Dmaj7 x2

VERSION 3:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

Eb, Ebmaj7, Fm7, Gm7, Abmaj7, , x2

Intro

Abmaj7 Gm7 Fm7 Ebmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Gm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Abmaj7                          Gm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Fm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Ebmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Abmaj7                        Gm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Fm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Ebmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Abmaj7              Gm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Fm7                          Ebmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Abmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Gm7                                  Fm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Ebmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Gm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Fm7  Eb

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Abmaj7  Gm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Fm7  Ebmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Abmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Gm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Fm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Ebmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Abmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Gm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Fm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Ebmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Abmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Gm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Fm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Ebmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Abmaj7 Gm7 Fm7 Ebmaj7 x2

VERSION 4:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

E, Emaj7, Gbm7, Abm7, Amaj7, , x2

Intro

Amaj7 Abm7 Gbm7 Emaj7

 

Chorus

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Abm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Amaj7                          Abm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Gbm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Emaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Amaj7                        Abm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Gbm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Emaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Abm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Amaj7              Abm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Gbm7                          Emaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Amaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Abm7                                  Gbm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Emaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Abm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Gbm7  E

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Amaj7  Abm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Gbm7  Emaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Abm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Amaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Abm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Gbm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Emaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Amaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Abm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Gbm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Emaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Abm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Abm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Abm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Amaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Abm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Emaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Amaj7 Abm7 Gbm7 Emaj7 x2

VERSION 5:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

F, Fmaj7, Gm7, Am7, Bbmaj7, , x2

Intro

Bbmaj7 Am7 Gm7 Fmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Am7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Bbmaj7                          Am7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Gm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Fmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Bbmaj7                        Am7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Gm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Fmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Am7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Bbmaj7              Am7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Gm7                          Fmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Bbmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Am7                                  Gm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Fmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Am7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Gm7  F

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Bbmaj7  Am7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Gm7  Fmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Am7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Bbmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Am7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Gm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Fmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Bbmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Am7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Gm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Fmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Am7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Am7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Am7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Bbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Am7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Gm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Fmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Bbmaj7 Am7 Gm7 Fmaj7 x2

VERSION 6:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

Gb, Gbmaj7, Abm7, Bbm7, Bmaj7, , x2

Intro

Bmaj7 Bbm7 Abm7 Gbmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Bmaj7                          Bbm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Abm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Gbmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Bmaj7                        Bbm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Abm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Gbmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Bmaj7              Bbm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Abm7                          Gbmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Bmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Bbm7                                  Abm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Gbmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Bbm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Abm7  Gb

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Bmaj7  Bbm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Abm7  Gbmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Bmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Bbm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Abm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Gbmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Bmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Bbm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Abm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Gbmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Bmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Abm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Bmaj7 Bbm7 Abm7 Gbmaj7 x2

VERSION 7:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

G, Gmaj7, Am7, Bm7, Cmaj7, , x2

Intro

Cmaj7 Bm7 Am7 Gmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Bm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Cmaj7                          Bm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Am7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Gmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Cmaj7                        Bm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Am7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Gmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Cmaj7              Bm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Am7                          Gmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Cmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Bm7                                  Am7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Gmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Bm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Am7  G

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Cmaj7  Bm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Am7  Gmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Cmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Bm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Am7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Gmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Cmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Bm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Am7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Gmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Cmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Bm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Am7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Gmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Cmaj7 Bm7 Am7 Gmaj7 x2

VERSION 8:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

Ab, Abmaj7, Bbm7, Cm7, Dbmaj7, , x2

Intro

Dbmaj7 Cm7 Bbm7 Abmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Cm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Dbmaj7                          Cm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Bbm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Abmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Dbmaj7                        Cm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Bbm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Abmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Cm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Dbmaj7              Cm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Bbm7                          Abmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Dbmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Cm7                                  Bbm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Abmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Cm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Bbm7  Ab

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Dbmaj7  Cm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Bbm7  Abmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Cm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Dbmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Cm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Bbm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Abmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Dbmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Cm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Bbm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Abmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Cm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Cm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Cm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Dbmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Cm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Abmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Dbmaj7 Cm7 Bbm7 Abmaj7 x2

VERSION 9:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

A, Amaj7, Bm7, Dbm7, Dmaj7, , x2

Intro

Dmaj7 Dbm7 Bm7 Amaj7

 

Chorus

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Dmaj7                          Dbm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Bm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Amaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Dmaj7                        Dbm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Bm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Amaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Dmaj7              Dbm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Bm7                          Amaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Dmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Dbm7                                  Bm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Amaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Dbm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Bm7  A

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Dmaj7  Dbm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Bm7  Amaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Dmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Dbm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Bm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Amaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Dmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Dbm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Bm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Amaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Dmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dbm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Bm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Amaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Dmaj7 Dbm7 Bm7 Amaj7 x2

VERSION 10:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

Bb, Bbmaj7, Cm7, Dm7, Ebmaj7, , x2

Intro

Ebmaj7 Dm7 Cm7 Bbmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Dm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Ebmaj7                          Dm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Cm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Bbmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Ebmaj7                        Dm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Cm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Bbmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Ebmaj7              Dm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Cm7                          Bbmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Ebmaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Dm7                                  Cm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Bbmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Dm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Cm7  Bb

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Ebmaj7  Dm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Cm7  Bbmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Ebmaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Dm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Cm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Bbmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Ebmaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Dm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Cm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Bbmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Ebmaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Dm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Cm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bbmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Ebmaj7 Dm7 Cm7 Bbmaj7 x2

VERSION 11:

UKULELE CHORDS USED :

B, Bmaj7, Dbm7, Ebm7, Emaj7, , x2

Intro

Emaj7 Ebm7 Dbm7 Bmaj7

 

Chorus

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                        Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

 

Verse 1

          Emaj7                          Ebm7

And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

                        Dbm7

It's the texture of your skin

 

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Bmaj7

Never let you go, oh

          Emaj7                        Ebm7

And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch

                        Dbm7

It’s the way you lift me up, yeah

            Bmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til the end

 

Chorus

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 2

Emaj7              Ebm7

  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'

Dbm7                          Bmaj7

  All I could want, all I can wish for

 

Nights alone that we miss more

Emaj7

  And days we save as souvenirs

Ebm7                                  Dbm7

  There’s no time, I wanna make more time

                      Bmaj7

And give you my whole life

                            Ebm7

I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker

                          Dbm7  B

Hate to leave her, call it torture

                        Emaj7  Ebm7

Remember when I couldn't hold her

                      Dbm7  Bmaj7

Left the baggage for a mover

 

Chorus

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Verse 3

                          Emaj7

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)

                            Ebm7

Hand in my hand because I'm yours

                                    Dbm7

I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me

                      Bmaj7

Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh

Emaj7

  Don't be distracted

    Ebm7

The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)

    Dbm7

Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine

            Bmaj7

And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time

 

Chorus

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

                        Emaj7

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

                      Ebm7

I get my weed from California (That's that shit)

                          Dbm7

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

                              Bmaj7

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

 

Outro

Emaj7 Ebm7 Dbm7 Bmaj7 x2

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