Asked my Daddy when I was thirteen
"Daddy can you tell me what lo[D]ve really means?"
His e[G]yes went glassy, not a word was said
D (riff)
He poured another beer and his face turned red
[G]Asked my mother, she act[C]ed the same
She n[G]ever looked up, she seeme[D]d so ashamed
As[G]ked my teacher, he rea[C]ched for the cane
He s[G]aid "don't mention that sub[D]ject again"
CHORUS:
So I re[Em]ad about lo[C]ve, I read it in a magazine
R[Em]ead about lo[C]ve, cosmo and seventeen
Re[Em]ad about lo[C]ve, in the back of a hustler, hustler, hustler
So [G]I [G/F] [G/E] know what [G/Eb]makes girls si[G]gh[G/F][G/E][G/Eb]
And [G]I [G/F] [G/E] know w[G/Eb]hy girls c[G]ry[G/F][G/E][G/Eb]
So do[G]n't tell [Em]me I do[C]n't unde[D]rstand
W[G]hat makes a wo[Em]man and w[C]hat makes a m[D]an
I've ne[G]ver been to h[Em]eaven but at le[Am]ast I've r[D]ead about l[C]ove[D]
My big brother told me when I was fourteen
"It's time I showed you what love really means
Girls like kissing and romance too
But a boy's got to know what a man's got to do"
He gave me a book, the cover was plain
Written by a doctor with a German name
It had glossy pictures, serious stuff
I read it seven time then I knew it well enough
CHORUS #2;
Read about love, now I've got you
Read about love, where I want you
Read about love, I got you on the test-bed, test-bed, test-bed
So why, don't you moan and sigh?
And why do you sit there and cry?
I do everything I'm supposed to do
If something's wrong than it must be you
I know the ways of a woman I've read about love
Well well well, when I touch you there it's supposed to feel nice
That's what it said in reader's advice
I've never been to heaven but at least I've read about love
RIFF: G/F: x x 3 0 0 3
E ------------------| G/E: x x 2 0 0 3
B -1p0--------------| G/Eb: x x 1 0 0 3
G -----2p0---2------|
D ---------4---0----|
NOTE: I figured this out on my own so I may be wrong. I think it(from
Rumour and Sigh, 1991)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)
"Daddy can you tell me what lo[D]ve really means?"
His e[G]yes went glassy, not a word was said
D (riff)
He poured another beer and his face turned red
[G]Asked my mother, she act[C]ed the same
She n[G]ever looked up, she seeme[D]d so ashamed
As[G]ked my teacher, he rea[C]ched for the cane
He s[G]aid "don't mention that sub[D]ject again"
CHORUS:
So I re[Em]ad about lo[C]ve, I read it in a magazine
R[Em]ead about lo[C]ve, cosmo and seventeen
Re[Em]ad about lo[C]ve, in the back of a hustler, hustler, hustler
So [G]I [G/F] [G/E] know what [G/Eb]makes girls si[G]gh[G/F][G/E][G/Eb]
And [G]I [G/F] [G/E] know w[G/Eb]hy girls c[G]ry[G/F][G/E][G/Eb]
So do[G]n't tell [Em]me I do[C]n't unde[D]rstand
W[G]hat makes a wo[Em]man and w[C]hat makes a m[D]an
I've ne[G]ver been to h[Em]eaven but at le[Am]ast I've r[D]ead about l[C]ove[D]
My big brother told me when I was fourteen
"It's time I showed you what love really means
Girls like kissing and romance too
But a boy's got to know what a man's got to do"
He gave me a book, the cover was plain
Written by a doctor with a German name
It had glossy pictures, serious stuff
I read it seven time then I knew it well enough
CHORUS #2;
Read about love, now I've got you
Read about love, where I want you
Read about love, I got you on the test-bed, test-bed, test-bed
So why, don't you moan and sigh?
And why do you sit there and cry?
I do everything I'm supposed to do
If something's wrong than it must be you
I know the ways of a woman I've read about love
Well well well, when I touch you there it's supposed to feel nice
That's what it said in reader's advice
I've never been to heaven but at least I've read about love
RIFF: G/F: x x 3 0 0 3
E ------------------| G/E: x x 2 0 0 3
B -1p0--------------| G/Eb: x x 1 0 0 3
G -----2p0---2------|
D ---------4---0----|
NOTE: I figured this out on my own so I may be wrong. I think it(from
Rumour and Sigh, 1991)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)
