Woman In The Wall
The Beautiful SouthVersion1
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He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four
She was just a silent thinker, silent every night
He'd enjoyed the thought of killing her before
Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober
And he didn't think the problem was his drink
But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over
And when the rotting flesh began to stink
Cry freedom for the woman in the wall
Cry freedom for she has no voice at all
I hear her cry all day, all night
I hear her voice from deep within the wall
Made a cross from knitting needles
Made a grave from hoover bags
Especially for the woman in the wall
She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on
So he wore it everyday in every week
Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone
Pretended that he thought he heard her speak
Then at last it seemed that he was really winning
He felt that he had some sort of grip
But all of his new life was sent a-spinning
When the rotting wall began to drip
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Readable chord sheet for Woman In The Wall by The Beautiful South
[F]He was just a [C]social drinker but [Bb]social every [C]night [F]He en[C]joyed a pint or [Bb]two or three or [C]four [F]She was just a [C]silent thinker, [Bb]silent every [C]night [F]He'd [C]enjoyed the thought of [Bb]killing her [C]before Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober And he didn't think the problem was his drink But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over And when the rotting flesh began to stink Cry freedom for the woman in the wall Cry freedom for she has no voice at all I [F]hear her [C]cry all [Dm]day, all [Bb]night I [F]hear her [C]voice from [Dm]deep within the [Bb]wall Made a [F]cross from knitting [C]needles Made a [Dm]grave from hoover [Bb]bags Es[F]pecially for the [C]woman in the [F]wall [end Chorus] She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on So he wore it everyday in every week Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone Pretended that he thought he heard her speak Then at last it seemed that he was really winning He felt that he had some sort of grip But all of his new life was sent a-spinning When the rotting wall began to drip