{t:You're the Reason Our Kids Are Ugly}
{st:Conway Twitty and Loretta Lynn (1978)}
{c:strum: | d - D u d - D u | 1 2 & 3 4 & }
{c:intro}
[Am]
{c:intro}
[A7]
{c:verse 1}
You're the [A7]reason I'm ridin' around on recapped tires.
And you're the [A7]reason I'm hangin' our clothes outside on wires.
{soc}
You're the [D]reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.
Ah, but [E]looks ain't ev'rythin',
And [E]money ain't ev'rythin',
but I [E7]love you just the [A7]same.
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
You're the [A7]reason I've changed to beer from soda pop.
And you're the [A7]reason I never get to go to the beauty shop.
{soc}
You're the [D]reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.
Ah, but [E]looks ain't ev'rythin',
And [E]money ain't ev'rythin',
but I [E7]love you just the [A7]same.
{eoc}
{c:bridge}
I [D]guess that we won't ever have [A]everything we need,
‘cause [B7]when we get "ahead", it's got a-[E]nother mouth to [E7]feed.
{c:verse 3}
And that's the [A7]reason that my good looks and my figure is gone.
And that's the reason that I ain't got no hair to comb.
{soc}
You're the [D]reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'.
Ah, but [E]looks ain't ev'rythin',
And [E]money ain't ev'rythin',
but I [E7]love you just the [A7]same.
{eoc}
{c:outro conversation in A7}
Conway, why in the devil don't you go and shave and put on a clean pair of pants?
But Loretta, look at yourself. Now I wish you'd take them curlers out of your hair and go put on a little makeup and get out of that housecoat before supper.
Ha, well, let me tell you something, Conway, considerin' everything that I went through today, I look like a movie star.
Eh-he-yeah, Ruth Buzzie.
Thankyee.
Besides that, all our kids took after your part of the family, anyway.
Oh they did, huh? What about’s the ones that's bald?
Ha ha ha, well, I guess you could say they take after me…
