The Beautiful South – Prettiest Eyes (Guitar)

E        A
Line One  is the time

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 that you, you first stayed over at mine.

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And we drank our first bottle of wine.

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     Then we cried.

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Two,  we're away,

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and we both,  we both had nowhere to stay.

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Well the bus shelters always okay,

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    when you're young.

           E                        A
Now you're older and I look at your face,

      E                     A
Every wrinkle is so easy to place,

      E                            C#m
And I only write them down just in case

           B
You should die.

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Just take a look at these crows feet,  just look

A                        B
Sitting on the prettiest eyes,

E                     C#m
Sixty twenty-fifth of Decembers,

A                      B
Fifty-nine fourth of Julys.

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Not through the age or the failure children,

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Not through the hate or despise.

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Take a good look at these crows feet,

B               E
Sitting on the prettiest eyes

E           A
Line Three,  I forget,

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But I think,  I think it was our first ever bet,

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And the horse we backed was short of a leg --

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     Never mind

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Four,  in a park,

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And the things, the things that people do in the dark.

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I could hear the faintest beat of your heart

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     Then we did.

           E                        A
Now you're older and I look at your face,

      E                     A
Every wrinkle is so easy to place,

      E                            C#m
And I only write them down just in case

           B
You should die.

                          E                 C#m
Just take a look at these crows feet,  just look

A                        B
Sitting on the prettiest eyes,

E                     C#m
Sixty twenty-fifth of Decembers,

A                      B
Fifty-nine fourth of Julys.

A                       B7
You can't have too many good times children

E                       C#m
You can't have too many lines

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Take a good look at these crows feet,

B                  E
Sitting on the prettiest eyes

        E                A          E
Well my eyes look like a map of the town

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And my teeth are either yellow or they're brown

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But you'll never hear the crack of a frown when you are here

          A              B          E
No you'll never hear the crack of a frown.

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Of a frown...