A

 C : You're the reason I'm a-ridin' around on recapped tyres.

                                                         A    - A7 


 
               D

You're the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.

          E

Ah, but looks ain't ev'rythin', and money ain't ev'rythin',

       E7                A

but I love you just the same.

                   A

 C : You're the reason I've changed to beer from soda pop.

                                                         A  - A7

    L : And you're the reason I never get to go to the beauty shop.

        D                                  A 

    I guess that we won't ever have everything we need,

            B7                              E - - - - - -E7 - - - 

    ‘cause when we get "ahead", it's got another mouth to feed.
 
                       A

 L : And that's the reason that my good looks and my figure is gone.

                                                 A        - A7

    C : And that's the reason that I ain't got no hair to comb.