Footballer's Wife Amy Macdonald
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Instrument:
Lyrics
Guitar
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Novice
Tuning:
E A D G B E
Capo:
First
The Tonal Key:
Em
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Oh, Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything
Oh he left before they could get him,
With their ways, their wicked ways
Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
I didn't hear all your stories
I didn't see all your glory
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
Oh Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire
Won’t you dance for me cos I just don’t care
What's going on today, I think there's something more, something more
And I’m gone with the wind like they were before
But I’m believing myself I think there's something more
There must be something more, I think there's something more, something more
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
Oh I don’t believe in the telling of your stories
Throughout your life, there's just something unappealing it don’t catch my eye
It don’t catch my eye
Oh I don’t believe in the selling of your glories before you leave this life
There's so much more to see, I don’t believe this is how the world should be
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
Em Bm
Oh, Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything
C
Oh he left before they could get him
G D7
With their ways, their wicked ways
Em Bm
Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
C
I didn't hear all your stories
G D7
I didn't see all your glory
Em
But the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife
Bm
I just don't care in the end
Who is she to pretend
C
That she's one of them
G D7
I don't think so
Em
And the girl from that show
Yes, the one we all know
Bm
She thinks she's some kind of star
Yes, you know who you are
C D7
I don't think so, I don't think so
Em
Oh, Ginger Rodgers, Fred Astaire
Bm
Won't you dance for me cos I just don't care
C
What's going on today
G D7
I think there's something more, something more
Em
And I'm gone with the wind like they were before
Bm
But I believe in myself I think there's something more
C
There must be something more
G D7
I think there's something more, something more
Em
But the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife
Bm
I just don't care in the end
Who is she to pretend
C
That she's one of them
G D7
I don't think so
Em
And the girl from that show
Yes, the one we all know
Bm
She thinks she's some kind of star
Yes, you know who you are
C D7
I don't think so, I don't think so
Em
Oh I don't believe in the telling of your stories
Bm C
Throughout your life, there's just something unappealing it don't catch my eye
G D7
It don't catch my eye
Em Bm
Oh I don't believe in the selling of your glories before you leave this life
There's so much more to see
C G D7
I don't believe this is how the world should be
Em
But still the footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife
Bm
I just don't care in the end
Who is she to pretend
C
That she's one of them
G D7
I don't think so
Em
And the girl from that show
Yes, the one we all know
Bm
She thinks she's some kind of star
Yes, you know who you are
C D7
I don't think so, I don't think so
Em
The footballer's wife tells her troubles and strife
Bm
I just don't care in the end
Who is she to pretend
C
That she's one of them
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, Mr James Dean, he don't Bm
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Oh he left before they could get himWith their
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Oh Marilyn MonroeBm
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Em
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Bm
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That she's
C
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And the
Em
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She thinks she's
Bm
some kind of starYes, you know who you are
I don't
C
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Em
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C
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Em
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Em
footballer's wife tells her troubles and strifeI just don't
Bm
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That she's
C
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Em
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She thinks she's
Bm
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C
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Em
don't believe in the telling of your storiesThrough
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Em
footballer's wife tells her troubles and strifeI just don't
Bm
care in the endWho is she to pretend
That she's
C
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G
t think soD7
And the
Em
girl from that showYes, the one we all know
She thinks she's
Bm
some kind of starYes, you know who you are
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C
think so, I don't D7
think soThe
Em
footballer's wife tells her troubles and strifeI just don't
Bm
care in the endWho is she to pretend
That she's
C
one of themOh, Mr James Dean, he don't belong to anything
Oh he left before they could get him,
With their ways, their wicked ways
Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
I didn't hear all your stories
I didn't see all your glory
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
Oh Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire
Won’t you dance for me cos I just don’t care
What's going on today, I think there's something more, something more
And I’m gone with the wind like they were before
But I’m believing myself I think there's something more
There must be something more, I think there's something more, something more
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
Oh I don’t believe in the telling of your stories
Throughout your life, there's just something unappealing it don’t catch my eye
It don’t catch my eye
Oh I don’t believe in the selling of your glories before you leave this life
There's so much more to see, I don’t believe this is how the world should be
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
Oh he left before they could get him,
With their ways, their wicked ways
Oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go?
I didn't hear all your stories
I didn't see all your glory
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
Oh Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire
Won’t you dance for me cos I just don’t care
What's going on today, I think there's something more, something more
And I’m gone with the wind like they were before
But I’m believing myself I think there's something more
There must be something more, I think there's something more, something more
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
Oh I don’t believe in the telling of your stories
Throughout your life, there's just something unappealing it don’t catch my eye
It don’t catch my eye
Oh I don’t believe in the selling of your glories before you leave this life
There's so much more to see, I don’t believe this is how the world should be
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
I don’t think so.
And the girl from that show yes the one we all know
She thinks she's some kinda star, yes you know who you are
I don’t think so I don’t think so
But the footballer’s wife tells her troubles and strife
I just don’t care in the end who is she to pretend
That she's one of them
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