Chords
Three Kids No Husband

Key: G

Introduction: G 

difficulty
very easy |||||
  G
She's got three kids, no husband
          C                                                                   G
And she's two weeks late on last months rent
              G
She's waiting on the child support
And he keeps swearing that it's coming
                C                                                               G
But if she knows him, she knows where it went
                    D                                               C           G
And that pile of bills ain't gonna pay themselves
                          G
It's been a forty hour week and it's only Tuesday
                          C                                         G
And there's homework and dinner to make
          G
Somebody wants a lullaby
Somebody wants a different channel
  C                                                                   G
Somebody's dealing with their first heartbreak
                  D                                                         C             G
And the dishes in the sink ain't gonna wash themselves
          C                                                       G
She lights a cigarette out on the balcony
                    Em                                                 C
When she gets a couple minutes to herself
                  C                                                                           G
There's how you planned it out and how it turns out to be
              Em                                                     C
And a broken home, it ain't no fairytale
                        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                                                           G
But she's quick with a smile and good with names
              D                                   C                       G
Those lunch tickets ain't gonna tip themselves
          C                                                       G
She smokes a cigarette out by the loading dock
                    Em                                                         C
And tries not to pick the polish off her nails
            C                                                                 G
She thinks about a guy who's been coming in a lot
            Em                                                                   C
She starts to dream and then she stops herself
                      G
She's got three kids, no husband
                        C
So she's a mom and a dad and a taxi driver
                  (G)
                          D                             C               G
Cause those kids ain't gonna raise themselves