By Lyle Lovett
G
A friend of mine, he said to me, a skinny girl is a misery
G
I shook my head cause I knew he couldn?t be right
Bb C
That?s when I thought back to just last night
G
When I got home, it was maybe a little late
G
There was ne?r a crumb on ne?r a plate
G
There was no martini, no glass of grape
Bb C
It was then I sought to contemplate
*On the word "tolerate" in the chorus for the first 2 lines, it's hard to tell
if there is an actual chord change or is he vocally sliding the note up.*
G Bb C
Some things my baby don?t tolerate, no
G Bb C
My baby don?t tolerate, no
G Bb C G
My baby don?t tolerate from me
I said hello honey, how have you been
She said what could you have possibly have been doing until half past then
And not being completely insensitive I could tell my ship had run aground
Cause when I puckered up she puckered down
Chorus
Solo
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, no yessirreee
I?m proof that true love will set you free
Chorus
Chorus