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My Baby Don't Tolerate

Lyle Lovett
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A  friend of mine, he said to me, a skinny girl is a misery
 I shook my head because I knew he couldn’t be right
 That’s when I thought back to just last night
 When I got home, it was  maybe a little late
 There was nary a crumb on nary a plate
 There was no martini, no glass or grape
 It was then I sought to contemplate
 Some things  my baby don’t tolerate, no
My  baby don’t tolerate,  no
My  baby don’t tolerate from  me
 I said hello honey, how have you been
 She said what could you possibly be doing until half past ten
 And not being completely insensitive I could tell my ship had run aground
 Cause when I puckered up she puckered down
 Now a small more ordinary man might not appreciate the guidance of a good woman that truly loves him
 He might drift in despair during the ignorant, dumb misdoings of his dirty daily existence
 But that’s not me nosiree
 I’m proof that true love will set you free

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Readable chord sheet for My Baby Don't Tolerate by Lyle Lovett

[G]A friend of mine, he said to me, a skinny girl is a misery

I shook my head because I knew he couldn’t be right
That’s when I thought back to just last night    [Bb]              [C]
When I got home, it wa[G]s maybe a little late

There was nary a crumb on nary a plate

There was no martini, no glass or grape
It was then I sought to contemplate  [Bb]           [C]

Some things[G] my baby don’t tolerate, no     [Bb]          [C]
[G]My baby don’t tolerate,[Bb] no  [C]
[G]My baby don’t tolerate [Bb]from[C] me          [G]

I said hello honey, how have you been
She said what could you possibly be doing until half past ten
And not being completely insensitive I could tell my ship had run aground
Cause when I puckered up she puckered down

Now a small more ordinary man might not appreciate the guidance of a good woman that truly loves him
He might drift in despair during the ignorant, dumb misdoings of his dirty daily existence
But that’s not me nosiree
I’m proof that true love will set you free

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