[Intro] G  Bm  D  A
        G  Bm  D  A

[Verso]

G                   Bm          D          A
Priests and the, the judges, rabbis pay very well
G                 Bm                       D             A
We aren't really here 'till we've found a way, a way to die

A way to die
G                             Bm
Talking emptiness send to the edge
D              A
Bump giants and religion
G                  Bm
The saloon is my refuge
D             A
Uptown folks pay very well indeed

( G  Bm )

D             A
Uptown folks pay very well indeed

[Verso]

G             Bm          D              A
Back to the, the garden where the rich folks love a walk
G                Bm
Don't chop wood for practice
D                   A
Your place is here in the world
G           Bm      D               A
Delirium, delirium maybe it's just cold outside
G              Bm
Crooked bones show the king's feet
D             A
Uptown folks pay very well indeed

( G  Bm )

D             A
Uptown folks pay very well indeed

[Refrão]

G
Back to the, the garden
Bm                 B       F#m
Back to the garden we will go
G
Back to the, the garden
Bm                 B       F#m
Back to the garden we will go
G
Back to the, the garden
Bm                 B       F#m
Back to the garden we will go
G
Back to the, the garden
Bm                 B       F#m
Back to the garden we will go
G
Back to the, the garden
Bm                 B       F#m
Back to the garden we will go
G
Back to the, the garden
Bm                 B       F#m
Back to the garden we will go

G                      Bm
Uptown folks pay very well
                       D
Uptown folks pay very well
                       A
Uptown folks pay very well
                             G
Uptown folks pay very well indeed
                      Bm
Uptown folks pay very well
                       D
Uptown folks pay very well
                             A
Uptown folks, they pay very well

[Final] G  Bm  D  A
        G  Bm  D  A