Jack White — Matrimonial Inclinations

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MATRIMONIAL INCLINATIONS
As recorded by Jack White
(From the 2017 Album MUSIC FROM THE AMERICAN EPIC SESSIONS - DELUXE EDITION)



[Intro]
E A  E  A  D C# A B
E  A  E  A  F#m  B E A


[Verse 1]
A
You people can talk about your cold-shell roadie mamas
           E                              Am
Mama, your chin up 'bout your house being brown
                                           F#
Well, I got a woman way down in Mobile, Alabama
          B                     E
She's the warmest thing in that town, doggone her skin


[Verse 2]
A
She ain't got no papa
E
Leave me alone
E7
She ain't got no big boy
A
Please take me home
                   F#5
This mama just got one object in view
    F#5                               E5
And what she said to me, I know she's bound to say to you


[Verse 3]
A                                                 F#m
She'll say, "Papa, if you ain't got matrimonial inclinations
B              E            A   E A
Then keep your hands to yourself"
                                               F#
"Daddy, if you ain't got no bungalow-made reservations
B                            E
Son, don't let your hands be felt"


[Verse 4]
               E                         E                               
Well, I'm this red hot papa you heard so much talk about
                E                         E                
But you're an asbestos woman who mortally put my fire out
A                                    F#         
Papa, you ain't got no matrimonial inclinations
B                E                  A         E   
Please keep your hands to yourself, doh doh doh


[Verse 5]
E                       A                                                            
When I first met you, I had no shoes
    D                           Dm                 
But look at me now, I got these barefooted blues
A                                    B         
Papa, you ain't got no matrimonial intentions
                 E                  A         E            
Please keep your hands to yourself, doh doh doh
                                               

[Interlude]
A  E  A  E  A  E  A
E  A  F#m B E A 


[Verse 6]
A                                    F#m
Papa, if you ain't got matrimonial inclinations
Bm               E            D    E       
Please keep your hands to yourself
A                                          F#           
Daddy, if you ain't got no bungalow-made reservations
B                            E     
Son, don't let your hands be felt

 
[Verse 7]
A                                        A              
Well, I'm this red hot papa you heard so much talk about
              D                           D                
But you're an asbestos woman who mortally put my fire out
A                                       F#         
Papa, if you ain't got no matrimonial intentions
B         E                    
Oh Death, where is thy sting?		
    

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