Chords for The Beautiful South - Dont Marry Her (Explicit Version)
Tempo:
100 bpm
Chords used:
G
F
C
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [Am] [G] [C] .
[G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [D] [G] .
[C] Think of you [G] with pipe answers, [F] think [G] of her in bed.
[F] Laying there [C] just watching [D] telly, think of me [G] as dead.
[C] I'll never grow [G] so old and [F] flabby, that [G] could never be .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And your love life [G] shines like cardboard, [F] but your work shoes [G] are glistening.
[F] She's a PhD [C] and I told you so, [Am] you've denied it and [G] I'm not listening.
[C] She'll grab your [G] sweaty butt [F] and slowly [G] place a knee.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me .
Those lovely [G] Sunday mornings, [F] with breakfast [G] brought in bed.
[F] Those blackbirds [C] look like knitting [Am] needles trying to [G] bake you bread.
[C] Those birds will [G] bake you so loud [Am] and throw [G] away the key.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
But the [G] kitchen's always tidy [F] and the bathroom's [G] always clean.
[F] She's a diploma [C] in just hiding [Am] things, you've a first in [G] law's team.
[C] But your socks smell [G] of angels, [F] your life [G] smells of brie.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me .
[G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [D] [G] .
[C] [G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [D] [G] .
[C] [G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [Am] [D] [G] .
[C] [G] [F] [G] [F] .
[G] [C] .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't [Dm] make [F] it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park.
[F] Don't marry [G] her, [C] fuck me .
[F#m] .
[C] [G] [D] Don't [E].
marry her, [B] [F#m] [F#] [F#m] fuck
[F] [C] [Am] [G] [C] .
[G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [D] [G] .
[C] Think of you [G] with pipe answers, [F] think [G] of her in bed.
[F] Laying there [C] just watching [D] telly, think of me [G] as dead.
[C] I'll never grow [G] so old and [F] flabby, that [G] could never be .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And your love life [G] shines like cardboard, [F] but your work shoes [G] are glistening.
[F] She's a PhD [C] and I told you so, [Am] you've denied it and [G] I'm not listening.
[C] She'll grab your [G] sweaty butt [F] and slowly [G] place a knee.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me .
Those lovely [G] Sunday mornings, [F] with breakfast [G] brought in bed.
[F] Those blackbirds [C] look like knitting [Am] needles trying to [G] bake you bread.
[C] Those birds will [G] bake you so loud [Am] and throw [G] away the key.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
But the [G] kitchen's always tidy [F] and the bathroom's [G] always clean.
[F] She's a diploma [C] in just hiding [Am] things, you've a first in [G] law's team.
[C] But your socks smell [G] of angels, [F] your life [G] smells of brie.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me .
[G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [D] [G] .
[C] [G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [D] [G] .
[C] [G] [F] [G] .
[F] [C] [Am] [D] [G] .
[C] [G] [F] [G] [F] .
[G] [C] .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't [Dm] make [F] it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park.
[F] Don't marry [G] her, [C] fuck me .
[F#m] .
[C] [G] [D] Don't [E].
marry her, [B] [F#m] [F#] [F#m] fuck
Key:
G
F
C
Am
D
G
F
C
[C] _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ [C] _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ .
[F] _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ .
[C] Think of you [G] with pipe answers, [F] think [G] of her in bed.
[F] Laying there [C] just watching [D] telly, think of me [G] as dead.
[C] I'll never grow [G] so old and [F] flabby, that [G] could never be _ .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And your love life [G] shines like cardboard, [F] but your work shoes [G] are glistening.
[F] She's a PhD [C] and I told you so, [Am] you've denied it and [G] I'm not listening.
[C] She'll grab your [G] sweaty butt [F] and slowly [G] place a knee.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park _ .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me _ .
Those lovely [G] Sunday mornings, [F] with breakfast [G] brought in bed.
[F] Those blackbirds [C] look like knitting [Am] needles trying to [G] bake you bread.
[C] Those birds will [G] bake you so loud [Am] and throw [G] away the key.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
But the [G] kitchen's always tidy [F] and the bathroom's [G] always clean.
[F] She's a diploma [C] in just hiding [Am] things, you've a first in [G] law's team.
[C] But your socks smell [G] of angels, [F] your life [G] smells of brie.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me _ .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park _ .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ [Am] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ .
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ [F] _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't [Dm] make [F] it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park.
_ [F] Don't marry [G] her, [C] fuck me _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ .
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [D] Don't [E].
marry her, [B] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [F#] _ [F#m] fuck
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ [G] _ [C] _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ .
[F] _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ .
[C] Think of you [G] with pipe answers, [F] think [G] of her in bed.
[F] Laying there [C] just watching [D] telly, think of me [G] as dead.
[C] I'll never grow [G] so old and [F] flabby, that [G] could never be _ .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And your love life [G] shines like cardboard, [F] but your work shoes [G] are glistening.
[F] She's a PhD [C] and I told you so, [Am] you've denied it and [G] I'm not listening.
[C] She'll grab your [G] sweaty butt [F] and slowly [G] place a knee.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park _ .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me _ .
Those lovely [G] Sunday mornings, [F] with breakfast [G] brought in bed.
[F] Those blackbirds [C] look like knitting [Am] needles trying to [G] bake you bread.
[C] Those birds will [G] bake you so loud [Am] and throw [G] away the key.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me.
But the [G] kitchen's always tidy [F] and the bathroom's [G] always clean.
[F] She's a diploma [C] in just hiding [Am] things, you've a first in [G] law's team.
[C] But your socks smell [G] of angels, [F] your life [G] smells of brie.
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me _ .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't make it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park _ .
[F] Don't [G] marry her, [C] fuck me _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ .
[F] _ _ [C] _ [Am] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ .
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ [F] _ .
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ .
And the Sunday sun shines down on [F] San Francisco [C] Bay.
[F] And you realize you can't [Dm] make [F] it [C] anyway.
You have to watch the clock, [F] take the kitties to [C] the park.
_ [F] Don't marry [G] her, [C] fuck me _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ .
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [D] Don't [E].
marry her, [B] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [F#] _ [F#m] fuck