Skip to content
FreeGuitarTabs

Song For Whoever

The Beautiful South
Version1
90

Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
I  Love you from  the bottom, of  my pencil case
I  love you  in the songs, I  write and sing
 Love you because,  you put  me in the rightful place
And  I love the PRS  checks,  that you bring
 Cheap,  never cheap
 I'll sing  the songs 'till you're  asleep
 When  you've gone upstairs  I'll creep
 And write  it all down
 Oh Shirley,  Oh Deborah,  Oh Julie,  Oh Jane
 I wrote so many songs  about you
I  forget your name  (I forget you name)
 Jennifer,  Allison, Philippa,  Sue, Deborah,  Annabel, too
 Jennifer,  Allison, Philippa,  Sue, Deborah,  Annabel, too
 I forget your name
I  love you from  the bottom of  my pencil case
I  love the  way you never  ask me why
 I love to write about  each wrinkle  on your face
And  I love you 'till  my fountain  pen runs dry
 Deep  so deep,
 The number  one I  hope to reap
 Depends  upon the tears  you weap,
 So cry  lovely cry,  cry
 Oh Cathy,  Oh Alison,  Oh Philippa,  Oh Sue
 You made me  so much money,
 I wrote  this song for you
 Jennifer,  Allison, Philippa,  Sue, Deborah,  Annabel, too
 Jennifer,  Allison, Philippa,  Sue, Deborah,  Annabel, too
 Oh Cathy,  Oh Alison,  Oh Philippa,  Oh Sue
 You made me  so much money,
 I wrote  this song for you
 Jennifer,  Allison, Philippa,  Sue, Deborah,  Annabel, too
 Jennifer,  Allison, Philippa,  Sue, Deborah,  Annabel, too
 So let me talk about Mary,  a sad story
 Turned  her grief into glory
 So let me talk about Mary,  a sad story
 Turned  her grief into glory
 Late  at night, by the typewriter  light
 She ripped  his ribbon to shreds
 Late  at night, by the typewriter  light
 She ripped  his ribbon to shreds
 So let me talk about Mary,  a sad story
 Turned  her grief into glory
 So let me talk about Mary,  a sad story
 Turned  her grief into glory
 Late  at night, by the typewriter  light
 She ripped  his ribbon to shreds
 Late  at night, by the typewriter  light
 She ripped  his ribbon to shreds
 I wrote this song for you

Source: Songsterr · Rights holder? Request removal.

Readable chord sheet for Song For Whoever by The Beautiful South

[C#m]I Love you f[F#m]rom the bottom, [D]of my pencil c[E]ase

[C#m]I love you[F#m] in the songs, I[D] write and s[E]ing

Love you be[F#m]cause, you p[D]ut me in the rightful pl[E]ace

[C#m]And I love the [F#m]PRS checks,[D] that you br[E]ing

Ch[A]eap, never ch[E]eap

I'll s[Bm]ing the songs 'till yo[E]u're asleep

W[E]hen you've gone u[F#m]pstairs I'll creep

And wr[D]ite it all d[E]own

Oh Shi[A]rley, Oh De[F#m]borah, Oh Ju[D]lie, Oh J[E]ane

I wrote so many s[F#m]ongs about you

[D]I forget your n[E]ame (I forget you name)

Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Phi[F#m]lippa, Sue, De[D]borah, Annabel, t[E]oo

Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Phi[F#m]lippa, Sue, De[D]borah, Annabel, t[E]oo

I forget your n[C#m]ame

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

[C#m]I love you f[F#m]rom the bottom o[D]f my pencil c[E]ase

[C#m]I love the[F#m] way you never[D] ask me w[E]hy

I love to write a[F#m]bout each wri[D]nkle on your f[E]ace

[C#m]And I love you '[F#m]till my fountain[D] pen runs d[E]ry

D[A]eep so d[E]eep,

The n[Bm]umber one [E]I hope to reap

De[C#m]pends upon the t[F#m]ears you weap,

So c[D]ry lovely c[E]ry, cry

Oh Ca[A]thy, Oh A[F#m]lison, Oh Phi[D]lippa, Oh S[E]ue

You made me[F#m] so much money,

I wr[D]ote this song for y[E]ou

Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo

Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

Oh Ca[A]thy, Oh A[F#m]lison, Oh Phi[D]lippa, Oh S[E]ue

You made me[F#m] so much money,

I wr[D]ote this song for y[E]ou

Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo

Je[A]nnifer, Allison, Ph[F#m]ilippa, Sue, Deb[D]orah, Annabel, t[E]oo

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory

Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory

So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory

Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory

L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light

She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds

L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light

She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds

So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory

Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory

So let me talk about M[A]ary, a sad s[F#m]tory

Tu[D]rned her grief into gl[E]ory

L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light

She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds

L[A]ate at night, by the typ[F#m]ewriter light

She ri[D]pped his ribbon to sh[E]reds

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

[F#m]  [D]  [E]  [C#m]  [F#m]  [D]  [E]

I wrote this song for [C#m]you

More songs by The Beautiful South

Browse more →