Our House

Chris Foreman, Cathal Smyth / Madness: The Rise and Fall (1982)

C Gm Dm Fm C Gm
Father wears his Sunday best,
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Mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs.
C Gm Dm Fm
Sister's sighing in her sleep, Brother's got a date to keep; he can't hang around.
D Am Em Gm D Am Em Gm
Our house, in the middle of our street, Öur house, in the middle of our...
 
C Gm Dm Fm
Our house it has a crowd, There's always something happening, and it's usually quite loud.
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Our mum she's so house-proud. Nothing ever slows her down, and a mess is not allowed.
D Am Em Gm D Am Em Gm
Our house, in the middle of our street, Our house, in the middle of our...
B F#m C#m Em B B F#m
Our house, in the middle of our street, Something tells you
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that you've got to get away from it.
 
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Father gets up late for work, Mother has to iron his shirt, then she sends the kids to school.
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Sees them off with a small kiss. She's the one they're going to miss, in lots of ways.
 
Interlude & Solo
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D Am Em Gm D Am Em Gm
Our house, in the middle of our street, Our house, in the middle of our...
 
C
I remember way back then, when everything was true, and when,
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We would have such a very good time;
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Such a fine time, such a happy time. And I remember how we'd play,
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Simply waste the day away, then we'd say; Nothing would come be-tween us; two dreamers.
 
C Gm Dm
Father wears his Sunday best, Mother's tired she needs a rest,
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the kids are playing up downstairs.
C Gm Dm Fm
Sister's sighing in her sleep, Brother's got a date to keep; he can't hang around.
D Am Em Gm D Am Em Gm (B)
Our house, in the middle of our street, Our house, in the middle of our street.
B F#m C#m Em B F#m C#m Em
Our house, in the middle of our street, Our house, in the middle of our...
C Gm Dm Fm C Gm Dm Fm (C)
Our house, was our castle and our keep, Our house, in the middle of our street.
D Am Em Gm D Am Em Gm (B)
Our house, that was where we used to meet, Our house, in the middle of our street.


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