Labelled With Love Squeeze She [D]unscrews the top off her new whisky bottle She [D]hobbles about in her candlelit [A]hovel Like [A]some kind of witch, with blue fingers in mittens She [A]smells like a cat, and the neighbours she [D]sickens Her [D]black and white TV has long seen a picture The [D7]cross on the wall is a permanent [Em]fixture The [A]postman delivers the final reminders She [A]sells off her silver, and [G]poo[F#m]dles [Em]in [D]china Chorus: [D]Drinks to remember I, me and my[E7]self [A]Winds up the clock, and knocks dust from the [D]shelf Home is a love that I miss very [E7]much So the [A]past has been bottled, and [G]la[F#m]belled [Em]with[D]love [D]During the wartime an American pilot [D]Made every air-raid a time of ex[A]citement [A]She moved to his prairie and married the Texan [A]She'd learn from a distance how love was a [D]lesson [D]He became drinker and she became mother She [D7]knew that one day she'd be one or the [Em]other He [A]ate himself old and drank himself dizzy [A]Proud of her features, she [G]kept [F#m]her[Em]self [D]pretty Chorus: [D]He like a cowboy died drunk in a slumber [D]Out on the porch in the middle of [A]summer [A]She crossed the ocean back home to her family [A]But they had retired to roads that are [D]sandy [D]She moved home alone without friends or relations [D7]Lived in a world full of age reser[Em]vations In her [A]moth-eaten armchair, she'd say that she'd sod all [A]Friends who have left her, to [G]drink [F#m]from [Em]the [D]bottle Chorus: Slowly: So the [A]past has been bottled, and [G]la[F#m]belled [Em]with[D]love