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Version 1Artist - The Beautiful South Song - Dont Marry Her Album - "Blue Is The Colour" Tabbed By JINX [Intro] C G Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C D G e|--0--3—-x-----0--x----0--x--3--------------------------------| B|--3--2—-x-----3--x----3--0--2--------------------------------| G|--2--0—-3-----2--3----2--0--0--------------------------------| D|--0--0—-2-----0--2----0--2--0--------------------------------| A|--1--0—-1-----1—-1----1--3--0------------------------------| E|--0--3—-0-----0--0----0--1--3--------------------------------| [Verse] C G Think of you with pipe and slippers Fmaj7 G Think of her in bed Fmaj7 C D G Laying there just watching telly then think of me instead C G Fmaj7 G I'll never grow so old and flabby, that could never be Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me C G Your love light shines like cardboard Fmaj7 G But your work shoes are glistening Fmaj7 C She's a PHD in 'I told you so' D G You've a knighthood in 'I'm not listening' C G Fmaj7 G She'll grab your Sandra Bullocks and slowly raise the knee Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me [Chorus] C Fmaj7 C And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay Fmaj7 C And you realise you can't make it anyway Fmaj7 C You have to wash the car, take the kiddies to the park, Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me [Verse] C G Those lovely Sunday mornings Fmaj7 G With breakfast brought in bed Fmaj7 C D G Those blackbirds look like knitting needles trying to peck your head C G Fmaj7 G Those birds will peck your soul out and throw away the key Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me C G And the kitchen's always tidy Fmaj7 G The bathroom's always clean Fmaj7 C D G She's a diploma in 'just hiding things', you've a first in 'low esteem' C G Fmaj7 G When your socks smell of angels, but your life smells of Brie Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me [Chorus] C Fmaj7 C And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay Fmaj7 C And you realise you can't make it anyway Fmaj7 C You have to wash the car, take the kiddies to the park, Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me C Fmaj7 C And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco Bay Fmaj7 C And you realise you can't make it anyway Fmaj7 C You have to wash the car, take the kiddies to the park, Fmaj7 G C Don't marry her, have me