By B.WOODWARD
Capo 3rd Fret

Beautiful South

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I Love you from the bottom, of my pencil case

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I love you in the songs, I write and sing



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Love you because, you put me in the rightful place

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And I love the PRS checks, that you bring



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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



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Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane

                 AM 

I wrote so many songs about you

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I forget your name (I forget you name)

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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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 C#m         F#m             D             E

I Love you from the bottom, of my pencil case

C#m       F#m             D           E

I love you in the songs, I write and sing



           F#m         D                       E

Love you because, you put me in the rightful place

C#m            F#m        D           E

And I love the PRS checks, that you bring



  A            E

Cheap, never cheap

      Bm                    E

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

 E                F#m

When you've gone upstairs I'll creep

      D           E

And write it all down



      A          F#m         D        E

Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane

                 F#m 

I wrote so many songs about you

D              E

I forget your name (I forget you name)

  A                   F#m           D                E

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

  A                   F#m           D                E

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

               C#m

I forget your name



F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E

F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E



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I love you from the bottom of my pencil case

C#m       F#m           D        E

I love the way you never ask me why

                 F#m          D             E

I love to write about each wrinkle on your face

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And I love you 'till my fountain pen runs dry



 A       E

Deep so deep,

     Bm        E

The number one I hope to reap

  C#m             F#m

Depends upon the tears you weap,

    D          E

So cry lovely cry, cry



     A        F#m          D          E

Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue

           F#m

You made me so much money,

    D                  E

I wrote this song for you

  A                  F#m             D               E

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

  A                  F#m             D               E

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



F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E

F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E



     A        F#m          D          E

Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue

           F#m

You made me so much money,

    D                  E

I wrote this song for you

  A                  F#m             D               E

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

  A                  F#m             D               E

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



F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E

F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E



                      A           F#m

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story

  D                     E

Turned her grief into glory

                      A           F#m

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story

  D                     E

Turned her grief into glory



 A                       F#m

Late at night, by the typewriter light

      D                    E

She ripped his ribbon to shreds

 A                       F#m

Late at night, by the typewriter light

      D                    E

She ripped his ribbon to shreds



                      A           F#m

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story

  D                     E

Turned her grief into glory

                      A           F#m

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story

  D                     E

Turned her grief into glory



 A                       F#m

Late at night, by the typewriter light

      D                    E

She ripped his ribbon to shreds

 A                       F#m

Late at night, by the typewriter light

      D                    E

She ripped his ribbon to shreds



F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E

F#m  D  E  C#m  F#m  D  E



                      C#m

I wrote this song for you