28.10.12

Labelled With Love - Squeeze - Ukulele Chords

Lovely song this one. It's actually normally in the key of E, but not sure that many people can comfortably sing as high as Glen Tilbrook, so have dropped it down a bit to D. Works well on the ukulele I think. Simple country strum.


I have included a one take recording at the end (very rough!) with just a really basic strum. The song would benefit from an instrumental before the final verse too.


Labelled With Love

[D]

She unscrews the top of her new whisky bottle
And shuffles around in her [A] candelit hovel
Like some kind of witch, with blue fingers in mittens
She smells like the cat and the neighbours she [D] sickens

Her black and white TV has long seen a picture
The [D7] cross on the wall is a [G] permanent picture
The [A] postman delivers, the final reminders
She sells off her silver and [G]Poo [F#m]dles [Em] in [D] china

CHORUS
[D] Drinks to remember I [Em7] me and myself
[A] winds up the clock and knocks dust from the [D] shelf
Home is a love that I [Em] miss very much
So the [A] past has been bottled and [G]La [F#m]bled [[Em]with [D] love


[D]
During the wartime and American pilot
Made every air-raid a [A] time of excitement
She moved to his prairie, and married the Texan
She'd learn from a distance how love was a [D] lesson

He became drinker and she became mother
She [D7] knew that one day she'd be [G] one or the other
He [A] ate himself old and drank himself dizzy
Proud of her features she [G] kept [F#m]her [Em] self [D] pretty


CHORUS
[D] Drinks to remember I [Em7] me and myself
[A] winds up the clock and knocks dust from the [D] shelf
Home is a love that I [Em] miss very much
So the [A] past has been bottled and [G]La [F#m]bled [[Em]with [D] love


[D]
He like a cowboy died drunk in a slumber
Out on the porch in the [A] middle of summer
She crossed the ocean, back home to her family
But they had retired to roads that are [D] sandy

She moved home alone without friends or relations
[D7]Lived in a world full of [G] age reservations
Her [A] moth eaten armchair, she'd say that  she'd sod all
Friends who have left her to [G]drink [F#m] from [Em] the [D] bottle


CHORUS
[D] Drinks to remember I [Em7] me and myself
[A] winds up the clock and knocks dust from the [D] shelf
Home is a love that I [Em] miss very much
So the [A] past has been bottled and [G]La [F#m]bled [[Em]with [D] love
So the [A] past has been bottled and [G]La [F#m]bled [[Em]with [D] love
(SLOWLY) So the [A] past has been bottled and [G]La [F#m]bled [[Em]with [D] love




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