Chord Dont Get Married

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            another irish tune from back in the day ,  this song goes
        down well at wedding and engagement parties ,  aaahh wedded bliss , 
        and the dubliners givin’ away all our secrets . 
           i really have to find another font to use , 
        ’cause i’m fecked off altogether backspacing ,  backspacing , 
        backspacing to get the chords in near the right place . 

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                            don’t get married

    Em                             A             Em
   don’t get married girl ,  you’ll sign away your life
             G             D                  C     D      Em
   you may start off as A woman ,   but you’ll end up as the wife
             Em                             A            Em
   you could be A vestal virgin ,   take the veil and be A nun
        G           D                  C           B7
   but don’t get married girl ,   for marraige isn’t fun
            E                                  Em               B7
   oh it’s fine when you’re romancing ,  and he plays the lovers part
                A            E                 Em                   B7
   you’re the roses in his garden ,  you’re the flame that warms his heart
            A                 E                 A              E
   and his love will last forever ,   and he’ll promise you the moon
             B7                 E                  B7               E
   but just wait until you’re wedded ,   then he’ll sing A different tune
                 A       E                     A              E
   you’re his tapioca pudding ,    you’re the dumplings in his stew
               A             E              Em           B7
   but he’ll soon begin to wonder ,   what he ever saw in you
             A                E                  A          E
   sure he takes without complaining ,   all the dishes you provide
            B7              E                 B7                 E
   for you see he’s got to have ,   his bit of jam tart ,    on the side

      Em                              A          Em
   so don’t get married girls ,   it’s very badly paid
             G                 D                   C     D      Em
   you may start off as the mistress ,   but you’ll end up as the maid
          Em                              A       Em
   be A daring deep sea diver ,     be A polished polyglot
        G           D                   C           B7
   but don’t get married girls ,   for marriage is A plot
              E                                Em                   B7
   aarh you seen him in  the morning ,   with A face that looks like death
           A              E            Em            B7
   with dandruff on his pillow ,   and tobacco on his breath
            A             E                   A             E
   and he needs some reassurance ,    with his cup of tea in bed
               B7             E                B7                E
   for he’s worried by the mortgage ,   and the bald patch on his head
              A                    E                A               E
   and he’s sure that you’re his mother ,   lays his head upon your breast
           A                E              Em                   B7
   so you try to boost his ego ,   iron his shirt ,   and warm his vest
             A              E                   A          E
   then you get him off to work ,    the mighty hunter is restored
            B7                     E                B7               E
   and he leaves you there with nothing ,   but the dreams you can’t afford

       Em                               A               Em
   so don’t get married girls ,   ’cause men are all the same
                 G                   D                   C    D       Em
   they’ll just use you ,  when  they want you ,  you’d do better on the game
         Em                                 A             Em
   be A call girl ,   be A stripper ,   be A hostess ,    be A whore
        G           D                   C           B7
   but don’t get married girls ,   for marriage is A bore
             E                                  Em             B7
   when he comes home in the evening ,    he can hardly spare A look
            A                    E               Em                   B7
   all he says is ’’what’s for dinner?’’ ,   after all you’re just the cook
                 A              E               A                 E
   but when he takes you to A party ,   where he eye’s you with A frown
            B7                 E                    B7              E
   for you know you’ve got to look your best ,   you mustn’t let him down
                A                  E                       A             E
   and he’ll clutch you with that look , while ’ere’s that twinkle in his eyes
                A            E                Em               B7
   like he’s entered for A raffle ,    and he’s won you for the prize
            A               E                  A                   E
   ahh but when the partys over ,   you’ll be slogging through the sludge
             B7         E              B7              E
   half the time A decoration ,     the other half ,   A drudge

       Em                          A                  Em
   so don’t get married ,    it’ll drive you round the bend
           G                D                C      D      Em
   it’s A lane without A turning ,   it’s the end without an end
           Em                            A            Em
   take A lover every friday ,   take up tennis ,   be A nurse
        G           D                    C           B7
   but don’t get married girls ,    for marriage is A curse
             A               E                 A          E
   then you get him off to work ,   the mighty hunter is restored
             B7                    E                B7               E
   and he leaves you there with nothing ,   but the dreams you can’t afford

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