Don't Marry Her, Have Me (Maggie)
Beautiful South
Intro:
[C] [C] [C] [C]
Verse 1:
[C] Think of you with [G] pipe and slippers, [F] think of her in [G7] bed
[F] Laying there just [C] watching telly, [D7] Think of me in [G]stead;
I'll [C] never grow so [G] old and flabby, [F] That could never [G7] be
[F*] Don't marry [G*] her, have [C] me.
Verse 2:
Your [C] love light shines like [G] cardboard, your [F] work shoes they are [G7] glistening
She's a [F] Phd in [C] 'Told you so', you've a [D7] knighthood in ' Not [G] listenin';
She’ll [C] always be be[G]side you, [F] bring you cups of [G7] tea
[F*] Don't marry [G*] her, have [C] me.
|Chorus:
|And the [C] Sunday sun shines down on San Fran[F] cisco [C] Bay
|And you [F] realize you can't make it any [C] way
|You have to wash the car take the [F] kids to the [C] park
|[F*] Don't marry [G7*] her, have [C] me.
Verse 3:
Those [C] lovely Sunday [G] mornings, With [F] breakfast brought in [G7] bed
Those [F] blackbirds look like [C] knitting needles,[D7] Trying to peck your [G] head;
Those [C] birds will peck your [G] soul out, And [F] throw away the [G7] key
[F*] Don't marry [G*] her, have [C] me.
Verse 4:
The [C] kitchen's always [G] tidy, The [F] bathroom's always [G7] clean
She's a di[F]ploma in 'just [C] hiding things', You've a [D7] first in 'low es[G]teem';
Your [C] socks might smell of [G] angels, Your [F] life might smell of [G7] brie
[F*] Don't marry [G7*] her, have [C] me.
|Chorus:
|And the [C] Sunday sun shines down on San Fran[F]cisco [C] Bay
|And you [F] realize you can't make it any[C]way
|You have to wash the car, take the [F] kids to the [C] park
|[F*] Don't marry [G7*] her, have [C ] me. [C ///]
Don't Marry Her, Have Me (Maggie) [C]Beautiful South
Intro CCCC
Verse 1 C Think of you with G pipe and slippers, F think of her in G7 bed F Laying there just C watching telly, D7 Think of me in Gstead; I'll C never grow so G old and flabby, F That could never G7 be F* Don't marry G* her, have C me.
Verse 2 Your C love light shines like G cardboard, your F work shoes they are G7 glistening She's a F Phd in C 'Told you so', you've a D7 knighthood in ' Not G listenin'; She’ll C always be beGside you, F bring you cups of G7 tea F* Don't marry G* her, have C me.
Chorus And the C Sunday sun shines down on San FranF cisco C Bay And you F realize you can't make it any C way You have to wash the car take the F kids to the C park F* Don't marry G7* her, have C me.
Verse 3 Those C lovely Sunday G mornings, With F breakfast brought in G7 bed Those F blackbirds look like C knitting needles,D7 Trying to peck your G head; Those C birds will peck your G soul out, And F throw away the G7 key F* Don't marry G* her, have C me.
Verse 4 The C kitchen's always G tidy, The F bathroom's always G7 clean She's a diFploma in 'just C hiding things', You've a D7 first in 'low esGteem'; Your C socks might smell of G angels, Your F life might smell of G7 brie F* Don't marry G7* her, have C me.
Chorus And the C Sunday sun shines down on San FranFcisco C Bay And you F realize you can't make it anyCway You have to wash the car, take the F kids to the C park F* Don't marry G7* her, have C me. C ///