Herbert chords by
Madness
Madness

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Key: E minor
Verse 1
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She was fur
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ther than her father
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Dm
Dm
But I was really rather
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Dm
Partial to the way.
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Gm
To the way she took her stand
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Dm
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
She glanced over his shoulder
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Gm
Cm
Cm
Urging me to be bolder
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Dm
Gm
Gm
I subtly tried to push past her old man
Verse 2
Gm
Gm
Dm
Dm
But he stepped sideways firmly
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Gm
Dm
Dm
A prop forward from Burnley
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Gm
Dm
Dm
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Gm
I felt like I'd walked into a brick wall
C
C
He menacingly whispered:
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Cm
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Dm
"Sonny Jim,
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Gm
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Cm
I know exactly where you've been
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C
Dm
Dm
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Gm
Stop now or believe me - you will fall"
Verse 3
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Gm
She was a preacher's daughter
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Gm
Gm
A rugby playing porter
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Eb
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Gm
Who'd become a wealthy
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Eb
Eb
hotelier
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Before he got the calling
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That fuels his stonewalling
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Gm
C
C
Dm
Dm
Now he wants to put me my derriere
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Gm
Verse 4
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Oh yeah, the wages of sin
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Dm
D
D
There's a big fat bloke trying to do me in
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Dm
Gm
Gm
Well I can't hide and I can't run
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C
C
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Gm
He's chasing me around with an old shotgun
Interlude 1
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Eb
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Am
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Verse 5
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Dm
Well it was some time later, that
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I overheard her pater
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Holding forth and splendidly well
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Am
Am
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F
oiled:
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"Where there's muck
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Dm
there's brass
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Gm
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Cm
And I'll tell you now no lass
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Dm
Of mine will be sullied or despoiled
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Gm
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Dm
By a rotten little Herbert
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My princess made of sherbert
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Gm
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Dm
A lavender, my cupcake,
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Gm
coo ca choo"
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C
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Dm
My chance's get ting slimmer
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Gm
Cm
Cm
My hopes were going dimmer
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Dm
Gm
Gm
So I grabbed her and I took her in the loo
Verse 6
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Gm
She was a preaches daughter
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Dm
Gm
Gm
And I really didn't oughta
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Eb
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Have taken her and done what I have done
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Eb
Gm
Gm
He wants to take me to the cleaners
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Dm
Gm
Gm
For previous misdemeanours
Cm
Cm
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
And get me up the aisle with his shotgun
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Cm
Dm
Dm
And take me up the aisle
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Gm
with his shotgun
Verse 7
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Oh yeah, the wages of sin
Dm
Dm
D
D
There's a big fat bloke trying to do me in
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Well I can't hide and I can't run
F
F
C
C
He's chasing me around
Gm
Gm
with an old shotgun
Verse 8
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Yeah, yeah, the wages of sin
Dm
Dm
D
D
There's a big fat bloke trying to do me in
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Well I can't hide and I can't run
F
F
C
C
Gm
Gm
He's chasing me around with an old shotgun
Interlude 2
Gm
Gm
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Dm
Eb
Eb
Dm
Dm
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Dm
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Am
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Gm
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F
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Gm
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Verse 9
Dm
Dm
He's an antique shotgun
Outro 1
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D
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