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12 8 Time

Mason Jennings
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D-DU-UDU
12/8 time  seemed  to her to be  some sort of life  of crime
 With the handcuffs  and the billy  clubs coming down  on me
 She said rock 'n roll don't give her nothing but bad dreams
 So she  planned my funeral and left  me for dead
 A single  corpse in a double  bed
 But now  she's standing on my  front porch
 She goes knock  knock knock knock
 Knock knock knock knock
She  come a-knockin  at my door
Now  she come a-knockin  at my door
Now  her key  it don't fit
I'm not  gonna let her in
 Now she come a-knockin at my door
 Now she come a-knockin at my door
 Now her key it don't fit
 I'm not gonna let her in
 Now wouldn't you lookie here
 She's got a perfume bottle and a fancy clothes
 And a ribbon in her hair
 Well she ain't bad-lookin', and I'll give her that
 But she ain't all there
 And her body ain't as sexy as her underwear
 Her stomach ain't big enough I suppose
 To eat up all the mean words that she spoke
 She gonna try and ring quiet but the doorbell's broke
 She gonna hafta knock knock knock, I said
 You're gonna knock knock knock, yeah
 She come a-knockin at my door
 Now she come a-knockin at my door
 Now her key it don't fit
 I'm not gonna let her in
 Now she come a-knockin at my door
 Now she come a-knockin at my door
 Now her key it don't fit
 I'm not gonna let her in
 She come a knock-knock, let me in
 She come a knock-knock, let me in
 She come a knock-knock, let me in
 I said no-o-o,
 She come a knock-knock, let me in
 She come a knock-knock, let me in
 She come a knock-knock, please
 Oh good God please let me in
 No no no no no...
 Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin
 Would I ever consider to begin to let you in

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Readable chord sheet for 12 8 Time by Mason Jennings

[B]12/8 [E]time s[Abm]eemed to her to [A]be some sort of [B]life of [E]crime
With the h[Abm]andcuffs and the [A]billy clubs coming [B]down on [E]me
She said rock 'n roll don't give her nothing but bad dreams

So [Abm]she planned my funeral and [A]left me for dead
A s[Abm]ingle corpse in a [A]double bed
But [Abm]now she's standing on [A]my front porch
She goes [B]knock knock knock knock

Knock knock knock knock

[E]She come a-[B]knockin at my [E]door
[E]Now she come a-[B]knockin at my [E]door
[E]Now her [B]key it don't [E]fit
[E]I'm [B]not gonna let her [E]in
Now she come a-knockin at my door
Now she come a-knockin at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in

Now wouldn't you lookie here
She's got a perfume bottle and a fancy clothes
And a ribbon in her hair
Well she ain't bad-lookin', and I'll give her that
But she ain't all there
And her body ain't as sexy as her underwear
Her stomach ain't big enough I suppose
To eat up all the mean words that she spoke
She gonna try and ring quiet but the doorbell's broke
She gonna hafta knock knock knock, I said
You're gonna knock knock knock, yeah

She come a-knockin at my door
Now she come a-knockin at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in
Now she come a-knockin at my door
Now she come a-knockin at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in

She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, let me in
I said no-o-o,
She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, please
Oh good God please let me in
No no no no no...
Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin
Would I ever consider to begin to let you in

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