A Strange Boy

Описание: A song for the "Strange" theme on the Seasons of the Ukulele.
This one is part of my "true confessions" series. These are songs that tell true stories of my life and the lessons I (may) have learned from them.
This one details my visit as a young man to the US (then under Jimmy Carter) and the disillusion I had with my American Dream.
LYRICS & CHORDS
INTRO: (Bb) (C) (Dm) x2

(Dm) I visited my American aunt in Chi(Bb)cago in (C) '78 (Dm)
Despite the age difference I (C) thought that we'd re(Dm)late
Unlike her family in England, she was (C) fun and not so (Dm) strict
She toured me around the city and I (Bb) thought (C) we had (Dm) clicked
But (G) when I got back to (Dm) Britain, to my (G) Dad's place in (Dm) Wales
He (G) read me out a (Dm) letter full of (A) graphic details
It was a (Bb) list of my mis(Dm)demeanours from his (C) sister in Illi(Dm)nois
(Bb) Far from praising me (F) greatly she (Gm) called me "a very strange (Dm) boy"

A (Bb) strange boy - a (F) strange boy
A des(Gm)cription that brought (Dm) me no joy
A (Bb) strange boy - a (F) strange boy
A (C) strange word to em(Dm)ploy

(Dm) After Chicago a red eye had (Bb) flown me to (C) N.Y. (Dm) C
An actress I'd met on a Boston train was (C) waiting there for (Dm)me
Five o'clock in the morning I got (C) off the Chicago (Dm) plane
She smiled at me politely, but her (Bb) welcome (C)was re(Dm)strained
I (G) joined her rehearsal next (Dm)morning, my (G)accent worth divi(Dm)dends
I (G)thought I was a (Dm)sure fire hit with (A) all her thespian friends
But she (Bb) listed my trans(Dm)gressions that I (C)couldn't justi(Dm)fy
And (Bb) polished it off with a (F) final: "Get (Gm) lost you really weird (Dm) guy!"

A (Bb) weird guy - a (F) weird guy
A (Gm) charge she wouldn't (Dm) clarify
A (Bb) weird guy - a (F) weird guy
If (C) words could kill I'd be (Dm) crucified

BRIDGE
(Am) I guess I'd misread the (Dm) signals
Yanks weren't as (Am) open as they (Dm) seem
I (Am) took their smiles at face (Dm) value
En(A)tranced by my U.S. dream
I'd (Am) broken unwritten con(Dm)ventions
(Am) That was my Aunty's (Dm) theme
I'd (G) caused offence wher(Dm)ever I went
My be(A)haviour I couldn't re(Dm)deem

(Dm) "What a gift to see ourselves as (Bb) other (C) people (Dm) do!"
Said Rabbie Burns, let me tell you I (C) wish that were (Dm) true
I was totally depressed when I (C) got back from the (Dm) States
I questioned every move I made, I (Bb) was in (C) dire (Dm) straits
But a (G) true friend said "From ad(Dm)versity (G) something we must (Dm) learn"
(G) That was a turning (Dm) point in my life, my (A)confidence returned
(Bb) Things started going (Dm) right for me a (C) real change in my (Dm) luck
For (Bb) outworn social con(F)ventions (Gm) now I don't give a (Dm) damn

A (Bb) strange boy - a (F) strange boy
My (Gm) sanity it's (Dm) saved
A (Bb) weird guy - a (F) weird guy
An (C) honour I'll take to my (Dm) grave