Jack White – Matrimonial Inclinations (Guitar)

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As recorded by Jack White (From the 2017 Album MUSIC FROM THE AMERICAN EPIC SESSIONS - DELUXE EDITION) [Intro] E A E A D C# A B E A E A F#m B E A [Verse 1]
A
You people can talk about your cold-shell roadie mamas

           E                              Am
Mama, your chin up 'bout your house being brown

                                           F#
Well, I got a woman way down in Mobile, Alabama

          B                     E
She's the warmest thing in that town, doggone her skin
[Verse 2]
A
She ain't got no papa

E
Leave me alone

E7
She ain't got no big boy

A
Please take me home

                   F#5
This mama just got one object in view

    F#5                               E5
And what she said to me, I know she's bound to say to you
[Verse 3]
A                                                 F#m
She'll say, "Papa, if you ain't got matrimonial inclinations

B              E            A   E A
Then keep your hands to yourself"

                                               F#
"Daddy, if you ain't got no bungalow-made reservations

B                            E
Son, don't let your hands be felt"
[Verse 4]
               E                         E                               
Well, I'm this red hot papa you heard so much talk about

                E                         E                
But you're an asbestos woman who mortally put my fire out

A                                    F#         
Papa, you ain't got no matrimonial inclinations

B                E                  A         E   
Please keep your hands to yourself, doh doh doh
[Verse 5]
E                       A                                                            
When I first met you, I had no shoes

    D                           Dm                 
But look at me now, I got these barefooted blues

A                                    B         
Papa, you ain't got no matrimonial intentions

                 E                  A         E            
Please keep your hands to yourself, doh doh doh
[Interlude] A E A E A E A E A F#m B E A [Verse 6]
A                                    F#m
Papa, if you ain't got matrimonial inclinations

Bm               E            D    E       
Please keep your hands to yourself

A                                          F#           
Daddy, if you ain't got no bungalow-made reservations

B                            E     
Son, don't let your hands be felt
[Verse 7]
A                                        A              
Well, I'm this red hot papa you heard so much talk about

              D                           D                
But you're an asbestos woman who mortally put my fire out

A                                       F#         
Papa, if you ain't got no matrimonial intentions

B         E                    
Oh Death, where is thy sting?