By B.WOODWARD
Capo 3rd Fret

Beautiful South

c           am             dm             g7

I Love you from the bottom, of my pencil case

c         am             dm           g7

I love you in the songs, I write and sing



           am         dm                       g7

Love you because, you put me in the rightful place

c            am       dm           g7

And I love the PRS checks, that you bring



am             g7

Cheap, never cheap

        F                  G7

I'll sing the songs 'till you're asleep

 G7                F

When you've gone upstairs I'll creep

      DM           G7

And write it all down



      C          AM         DM        G7

Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane

                 AM 

I wrote so many songs about you

DM              G7

I forget your name (I forget you name)

  C                AM           DM               G7

Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too

  C                  AM           DM                G7

Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too

               C  AM

I forget your name


Continues for rest of song, same pattern. I think this works well on the 3rd fret
for the key I sing it in, but try it in another key to suit your voice.

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Date: Sun, 23 Jul 1995 11:06:17 -0700
From: misterme@netcom.com (Sir Not Appearing in this Film)
Subject: Beautiful South - 'Should've Kept My Eyes Shut'

Should've Kept My Eyes Shut
by Paul Heaton and David Rotheray

D Bm D Bm

                    D         Bm
I should've kept my eyes shut
                    D    Bm
But I had to go and peep
             D          Bm
But when you saw what I saw
           Em           A            Bm  A
Well, it's hard just to roll back to sleep

I would've kept me eyes shut
But I thought I heard you scream
And I've a penchant for violence
You don't seem to find in a dream

    G              D
The scene a little clearer
   G             D
My father with a rope
    G            D
And in the cage, centre-stage
     Bm                       A
It's mother who's destined to choke

        Em           A
And she choke and we choke
       D                           G
On the words that we wish we'd not spoke
Em                         A
Just when you felt you had someone to trust
D                       Db         G     A
Up comes the man with a dagger and cloak

I should've read the novels
Believed every word
But the stories they wrote
Were so different to ones that I'd heard

I should've kept my eyes shut
My mouth should've closed
But the mixture of vomit and blood
Just crept up through my nose

It became a little clearer
As soon as I awoke
My father stands with rope in hand
A screaming mother kneels in hope

And she hope and we hope
That the words that she said won't provoke
A smile is removed and a petal is crushed
What once was a laugh has turned into a joke

You should've kept your mouth shut

Lyrics (C) 1990 Go! Discs Music Ltd., used without permission.
Please send any corrections to Dylan Salisbury

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D Bm D Bm

                    D         Bm
I should've kept my eyes shut
                    D    Bm
But I had to go and peep
             D          Bm
But when you saw what I saw
           Em           A            Bm  A
Well, it's hard just to roll back to sleep

I would've kept me eyes shut
But I thought I heard you scream
And I've a penchant for violence
You don't seem to find in a dream

    G              D
The scene a little clearer
   G             D
My father with a rope
    G            D
And in the cage, centre-stage
     Bm                       A
It's mother who's destined to choke

        Em           A
And she choke and we choke
       D                           G
On the words that we wish we'd not spoke
Em                         A
Just when you felt you had someone to trust
D                       Db         G     A
Up comes the man with a dagger and cloak

I should've read the novels
Believed every word
But the stories they wrote
Were so different to ones that I'd heard

I should've kept my eyes shut
My mouth should've closed
But the mixture of vomit and blood
Just crept up through my nose

It became a little clearer
As soon as I awoke
My father stands with rope in hand
A screaming mother kneels in hope

And she hope and we hope
That the words that she said won't provoke
A smile is removed and a petal is crushed
What once was a laugh has turned into a joke

You should've kept your mouth shut

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Subject: b/beautiful_south/rotterdam.crd
Date: Wed, 18 Jun 1997 09:58:20 +0100
From: Malcolm Brookes 

Rotterdam (Or Anywhere) by The Beautiful South
>From the album Blue Is The Colour
Tabbed by Malc Brookes (malc@malbro.demon.co.uk)

Tuning:
Standard, EADGBE.


Intro (play 4 times):
    C     Fmaj          Cmaj7 Fmaj7
E|--------0----------|--------0----------|
B|-----/5-1----------|----0---1----------|
G|-----/5-2---2---0--|----0---2---2---0--|
D|--------3-----3----|--------3-----3----|
A|--3----------------|--3----------------|
E|-------------------|-------------------|
    1 . 2 . 3 . 4 .     1 . 2 . 3 . 4 .


        C         Fmaj7
And the women tug their hair

             Cmaj7     Fmaj7
Like they're trying to prove it won't fall out

C  Fmaj7  Cmaj7  Fmaj7

    C           Fmaj7
And all the men are gargoyles

       Cmaj7   Fmaj7
Dipped long in Irish stout

C  Fmaj7  Cmaj7  Fmaj7

G
The whole place is pickled

G                          Am
The people are pickles for sure

    G
And no-one knows if they've done more here

          C                  E7
Than they ever would do in a jar

              Am           C         Am           C
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,

       Am           C         D7       G7
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,

G7
Anywhere alone


Intro * 2


And everyone is blond
And everyone is beautiful
And when blond and beautiful are multiple
They become so dull and dutiful

And when faced with dull and dutiful
They fire red warning flares
Battle-khaki personality
With red underwear

This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone


Intro * 4


The whole place is pickled
The people are pickles for sure
And no-one knows if they've done more here
Than they ever would do in a jar

This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone

Repeat intro to fade.

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Intro (play 4 times):
    C     Fmaj          Cmaj7 Fmaj7
E|--------0----------|--------0----------|
B|-----/5-1----------|----0---1----------|
G|-----/5-2---2---0--|----0---2---2---0--|
D|--------3-----3----|--------3-----3----|
A|--3----------------|--3----------------|
E|-------------------|-------------------|
    1 . 2 . 3 . 4 .     1 . 2 . 3 . 4 .


        C         Fmaj7
And the women tug their hair

             Cmaj7     Fmaj7
Like they're trying to prove it won't fall out

C  Fmaj7  Cmaj7  Fmaj7

    C           Fmaj7
And all the men are gargoyles

       Cmaj7   Fmaj7
Dipped long in Irish stout

C  Fmaj7  Cmaj7  Fmaj7

G
The whole place is pickled

G                          Am
The people are pickles for sure

    G
And no-one knows if they've done more here

          C                  E7
Than they ever would do in a jar

              Am           C         Am           C
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,

       Am           C         D7       G7
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,

G7
Anywhere alone


Intro * 2


And everyone is blond
And everyone is beautiful
And when blond and beautiful are multiple
They become so dull and dutiful

And when faced with dull and dutiful
They fire red warning flares
Battle-khaki personality
With red underwear

This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone


Intro * 4


The whole place is pickled
The people are pickles for sure
And no-one knows if they've done more here
Than they ever would do in a jar

This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
This could be Rotterdam or anywhere, Liverpool or Rome,
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere, anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone

Repeat intro to fade.

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