Crowded House — Our House Chords

Our House — Crowded House

Intro — C
 
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1.     Father wears his Sunday best, 
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    mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs.
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    Sister's sighing in her sleep,
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    brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around.
 

D     A      — Em           G                D              
   Our house,        in the middle of our street, 
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    our house,       in the middle of our . 
 

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2.    Our house it has a crowd,
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    there's always something happening, and it's usually quite loud.
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    Our Mum she's so house—proud,
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     nothing ever slows her down, and a mess is not allowed. 
 

D     A      — Em           G                D              
   Our house,        in the middle of our street, 
       A     — Em            G    
    our house,       in the middle of our . 
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    Our house,       in the middle of our street, 
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    our house,          in the middle of our 
 

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3.    Father gets up late for work, 
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    mother has to iron his shirt, then she sends the kids to school.
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    Sees them off with a small kiss,
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    she's the one they're going to miss,  in lots of ways.
 

D    A      — Em            G             D              
   Our house,        in the middle of our street, 
      A     — Em           G    
    our house,       in the middle of our . 
 

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4. I remember way back then when everything was true and when
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    we would have such a very good time, such a fine time, such a happy time.
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     And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away,
      Bb                          Dm                 Fm              
    then we'd say nothing would come between us, two dreamers.
 

    C                           Bb              
5.     Father wears his Sunday best, 
    Dm                                            Fm
    mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs.
C                             Bb                    
    Sister's sighing in her sleep,
  Dm                                                Fm
    brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around.
 

D      A      — Em            G            D              
   Our house,        in the middle of our street, 
        A     — Em           G    
    our house,       in the middle of our
         B     F#   — C#m            E                B            
    street, our house,        in the middle of our street, 
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    our house,         in the middle of our 
 

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    Our house,        was our castle and our keep,
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    our house,        in the middle of our 
        D       A      — Em              G                D        
    street, our house,         that was where we used to sleep,
       A     — Em             G             B
    our house,        in the middle of our street