Labeled With Love Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

She unDscrews the top off her new whisky bottle

She hoDbbles about in her candlelit hovel A

Like someA kind of witch, with blue fingers in mittens

She smelAls like a cat, and the nieghbours she sickens D

Her blaDck and white TV has long seen a picture

The croD7ss on the wall is a permenent fixEmture

The posAtman deliveres, the final reminders

She selAls off her silver, and poodles in chinaG F♯m Em

Chorus.

DDrinks to remember I, me and myselE7f

AWinds up the clock, and knocks dust from the shelf D

Home is a love that I miss very mucE7h

So the past Ahas been bottled, and labeled with love G F♯m Em D

DDuring the wartime an American pilot

Made eDvery air-raid a time of excitement A

She movAed to his prairie and married the texan

She'd leAarn from a distance how love was a lesson D

He becDame drinker and she became mother

She kneD7w that one day she'd be one or the other Em

He ateA himself old and drank himself dizzy

Proud oAf her features, she kept herself prettyG F♯m Em

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DDrinks to remember I, me and myselE7f

AWinds up the clock, and knocks dust from the shelf D

Home is a love that I miss very mucE7h

So the past Ahas been bottled, and labeled with love G F♯m Em D

He likDe a cowboy died drunk in a slumber

Out onD the porch in the middle of summer A

She croAssed the ocean back home to her family

But theAy had retired to roads that are sandy D

She movDed home alone without friends or relations

Lived iD7n a world full of age reservatEmions

Her mothA eaten armchair, she'd say that she's sod all

FriendsA who have left her, to drink from the bottle G F♯m Em

Chorus.

DDrinks to remember I, me and myselE7f

AWinds up the clock, and knocks dust from the shelf D

Home is a love that I miss very mucE7h

So the past Ahas been bottled, and labeled with love G F♯m Em D

So the past Ahas been bottled, and labeled with love G F♯m Em D

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