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Labeled With Love Tab

by Squeeze


Labeled With Love
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Performed by The Squeeze
NB: The original is played off "E" but I find it way too high.

Chords used
  x00121
  x02220
  xx0212
  022000
  355433
  244222

      
She unscrews the top off her new whisky bottle
                                                       
She hobbles about in her candlelit hovel
         
Like some kind of witch, with blue fingers in mittens
                                                                         
She smells like a cat, and the nieghbours she sickens
       
Her black and white TV has long seen a picture
                                      
The cross on the wall is a permenent fixture
       
The postman deliveres, the final reminders
                                              /  / 
She sells off her silver, and poodles in china

Chorus.
                                  
Drinks to remember I, me  and myself
                                                                           
Winds up the clock, and knocks dust from the shelf
                                   
Home is a love that I miss very much
                                                       ///
So the past has been bottled, and labeled with love
                   ------------------------

During the wartime an American pilot
                                                  
Made every air-raid a time of excitement
       
She moved to his prairie and married the texan
                                                                       
She'd learn from a distance how love was a lesson
      
He became drinker and she became mother
                                                  
She knew that one day she'd be one or the other
      
He ate himself old and drank himself dizzy
                                              /  / 
Proud of her features, she kept herself pretty

Chorus.
                                  
Drinks to remember I, me  and myself
                                                                           
Winds up the clock, and knocks dust from the shelf
                                   
Home is a love that I miss very much
                                                       ///
So the past has been bottled, and labeled with love
                   ------------------------
      
He like a cowboy died drunk in a slumber
                                                      
Out on the porch in the middle of summer
       
She crossed the ocean back home to her family
                                                             
But they had retired to roads that are sandy
       
She moved home alone without friends or relations
                                   
Lived in a world full of age reservations
        
Her moth eaten armchair, she'd say that she's sod all
                                                     /  / 
Friends who have left her, to drink from the bottle
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Chorus.
                                  
Drinks to remember I, me  and myself
                                                                           
Winds up the clock, and knocks dust from the shelf
                                   
Home is a love that I miss very much
                                                       ///
So the past has been bottled, and labeled with love
                                                       ///
So the past has been bottled, and labeled with love
                                                              /  /   /   
The past ---  has been bottled, -- and la--be --led with --- love