Beautiful South - Dont Marry Her - аккорды

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Artist - The Beautiful South
Song - Dont Marry Her
Album - "Blue Is The Colour"
Tabbed By JINX
Intro

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C                 G
Think of you with pipe and slippers
F7M             G
Think of her in bed
F7M               C                   D           G
Laying there just watching telly then think of me instead
     C             G               F7M              G
I'll never grow so old and flabby, that could never be
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me

     C                      G
Your love light shines like cardboard
         F7M            G
But your work shoes are glistening
        F7M       C
She's a PHD in 'I told you so'
         D                      G
You've a knighthood in 'I'm not listening'
       C                G            F7M              G
She'll grab your Sandra Bullocks and slowly raise the knee
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me

        C                                 F7M   C
And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay
        F7M                       C
And you realise you can't make it anyway
                                   F7M            C
You have to wash the car, take the kiddies to the park,
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me

      C             G
Those lovely Sunday mornings
     F7M                  G
With breakfast brought in bed
      F7M                  C                D                   G
Those blackbirds look like knitting needles trying to peck your head
      C                    G            F7M            G
Those birds will peck your soul out and throw away the key
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me

        C                G
And the kitchen's always tidy
    F7M               G
The bathroom's always clean
F7M                      C                        D             G
She's a diploma in 'just hiding things', you've a first in 'low esteem'
          C              G                F7M            G
When your socks smell of angels, but your life smells of Brie
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me

        C                                 F7M   C
And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay
        F7M                       C
And you realise you can't make it anyway
                                   F7M            C
You have to wash the car, take the kiddies to the park,
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me



        C                                 F7M   C
And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay
        F7M                       C
And you realise you can't make it anyway
                                   F7M            C
You have to wash the car, take the kiddies to the park,
F7M         G         C
Don't marry her, have me