Song for Whoever The Beautiful South
from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Song For Whoever by The Beautiful South
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
[C#m]I Love you f[F#m]rom the bottom, [D]of my pencil c[E]ase
[C#m]I love you[F#m] in the songs, I[D] write and s[E]ing
Love you be[F#m]cause, you p[D]ut me in the rightful pl[E]ace
[C#m]And I love the [F#m]PRS checks,[D] that you br[E]ing
Ch[A]eap, never ch[E]eap
I'll s[Bm]ing the songs 'till yo[E]u're asleep
W[E]hen you've gone u[F#m]pstairs I'll creep
And wr[D]ite it all d[E]own
Oh Shi[A]rley, Oh De[F#m]borah, Oh Ju[D]lie, Oh J[E]ane
I wrote so many s[F#m]ongs about you
[D]I forget your n[E]ame (I forget you name)
Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Phi[F#m]lippa, Sue, De[D]borah, Annabel, t[E]oo
Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Phi[F#m]lippa, Sue, De[D]borah, Annabel, t[E]oo
I forget your n[C#m]ame
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
[C#m]I love you f[F#m]rom the bottom o[D]f my pencil c[E]ase
[C#m]I love the[F#m] way you never[D] ask me w[E]hy
I love to write a[F#m]bout each wri[D]nkle on your f[E]ace
[C#m]And I love you '[F#m]till my fountain[D] pen runs d[E]ry
D[A]eep so d[E]eep,
The n[Bm]umber one [E]I hope to reap
De[C#m]pends upon the t[F#m]ears you weap,
So c[D]ry lovely c[E]ry, cry
Oh Ca[A]thy, Oh A[F#m]lison, Oh Phi[D]lippa, Oh S[E]ue
You made me[F#m] so much money,
I wr[D]ote this song for y[E]ou
Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo
Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
Oh Ca[A]thy, Oh A[F#m]lison, Oh Phi[D]lippa, Oh S[E]ue
You made me[F#m] so much money,
I wr[D]ote this song for y[E]ou
Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo
Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory
Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory
So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory
Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory
L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light
She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds
L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light
She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds
So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory
Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory
So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory
Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory
L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light
She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds
L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light
She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
[F#m] [D] [E] [C#m] [F#m] [D] [E]
I wrote this song for [C#m]you
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