Three Kids No Husband

INTRO:
G

VERSE:
 G
She's got three kids, no husband
     C                          
And she's two weeks late on last 
         G
months rent
       G
She's waiting on the child support

And he keeps swearing that it's 
coming
        C                      
But if she knows him, she knows 
           G
where it went
          D                        
And that pile of bills ain't gonna 
 C       G
pay themselves


VERSE:
             G
It's been a forty hour week and it's
 only Tuesday
             C                     
And there's homework and dinner to 
 G
make
     G
Somebody wants a lullaby

Somebody wants a different channel
 C                                 
Somebody's dealing with their first
  G
 heartbreak
         D                      
And the dishes in the sink ain't 
        C        G
gonna wash themselves


BDA K:
     C                           
She lights a cigarette out on the 
  G
balcony
          Em                     
When she gets a couple minutes to 
     C
herself
         C                         
There's how you planned it out and 
              G
how it turns out to be
       Em                     
And a broken home, it ain't no 
       C
fairytale


VERSE:
            G
She's got three kids, no husband
       C                         G
And a hairnet job at a diner on Main
      G
She knows damn well she don't make 
the best cup of coffee
            C                   
But she's quick with a smile and 
            G
good with names
       D                   C      
Those lunch tickets ain't gonna 
       G
tip themselves


BDA K:
     C                           
She smokes a cigarette out by the 
  G
loading dock
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          Em                       
And tries not to pick the polish 
       C
off her nails
      C                          
She thinks about a guy who's been 
        G
coming in a lot
      Em                        
She starts to dream and then she 
           C
stops herself


VERSE:
           G
She's got three kids, no husband
            C
So she's a mom and a dad and a taxi 
driver
         (G)
When the baby's sick, she's an up 
all nighter
  (C)
A hand and a shoulder and a referee
  (G)
A real life hero if you ask me
             D                C   
Cause those kids ain't gonna raise
      G
 themselves



==================== CAPO: NONE 
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SONG:   THDE  KIDS NO HUSBAND
ARTIST: BRANDY CA RK
TAB BY: C N CZARSKI


             THDE  KIDS NO HUSBAND
                  BRANDY CA RK


CAPO: NONE

INTRO:
Bb

VERSE:
 Bb
She's got three kids, no husband
     Eb                         
And she's two weeks late on last 
         Bb
months rent
       Bb
She's waiting on the child support

And he keeps swearing that it's 
coming
       Eb                      
But if she knows him, she knows 
          Bb
where it went
          F                        
And that pile of bills ain't gonna 
Eb       Bb
pay themselves


VERSE:
             Bb
It's been a forty hour week and it's
 only Tuesday
             Eb                    
And there's homework and dinner to 
 Bb
make
     Bb
Somebody wants a lullaby

Somebody wants a different channel
 Eb                                
Somebody's dealing with their first
  Bb
 heartbreak
         F                      
And the dishes in the sink ain't 
        Eb       Bb
gonna wash themselves


BDA K:
     Eb                          
She lights a cigarette out on the 
  Bb
balcony
           Gm                    
When she gets a couple minutes to 
     Eb
herself
        Eb                         
There's how you planned it out and 
             Bb
how it turns out to be
       Gm                     
And a broken home, it ain't no 
       Eb
fairytale


VERSE:
           Bb
She's got three kids, no husband
       Eb                        Bb
And a hairnet job at a diner on Main
     Bb
She knows damn well she don't make 
the best cup of coffee
            Eb                  
But she's quick with a smile and 
            Bb
good with names
       F                   Eb     
Those lunch tickets ain't gonna 
       Bb
tip themselves


BDA K:
     Eb                          
She smokes a cigarette out by the 
  Bb
loading dock
          Gm                       
And tries not to pick the polish 
       Eb
off her nails
     Eb                          
She thinks about a guy who's been 
        Bb
coming in a lot
      Gm                        
She starts to dream and then she 
           Eb
stops herself


VERSE:
           Bb
She's got three kids, no husband
           Eb
So she's a mom and a dad and a taxi 
driver
         (Bb)
When the baby's sick, she's an up 
all nighter
  (Eb)
A hand and a shoulder and a referee
  (Bb)
A real life hero if you ask me
             F                Eb  
Cause those kids ain't gonna raise
      Bb
 themselves