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*** An awesome song pretty easy to play took me a minute to figure it out *
Capo 4
Intro
A E D A F#m G D
A
Feels like a Friday night
F#m G
But it's only Monday afternoon
D
Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room
A
It's just me and fifth of Beam
F#m G
Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
D
And it won't be long 'til the whole damn bottle's gone
A F#m
And I know it might sound sad
G
But to tell the truth it ain't half bad
I love my misery
D
Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey
E A
I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin' in
G D
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
A F#m G D
I'm drinkin' again
A
I've got no friends to call
F#m G
They've all straightened up and settled down
D
And they don't ever wanna hang around
A
But I guess I understand
F#m G
This house ain't much for company
D
Smells like a cesspool here, It's stinkin' nasty
A
And you might say I'm bad off
F#m G
But I chose the road I strumbled across
D
I picked my poison Give me another shot of bourbon
E A
Cause I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
G D
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
A
I'm drinkin' again
A
Well fortunately for me I find relief
F#m
When the world is weighin' down on me
G
I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill
D
Turn the radio up, sit back and chill
A
Pretend my life is a bed of roses
F#m
Try not to notice all the ghosts
G
That are hauntin me and tauntin me
D
And wantin me to cut my wrists
So they can watch me bleed
A
And laugh at me, as I scream in agony
F#m
I get high for the sake of my family
G
Cause the alcohol is all that's helpin me
D
To cope since I went broke and lost my hope
A
I kicked my girl to the curb of the road
F#m
You know I couldn't afford to support us both
G
Hell I'm not rich, don't have a good job
D
Do construction work with this dude named Bob
A
And he's an ass. Yells at me all the time
F#m
Pays minimum wage on overtime
G
Still he's got it made, drives an Escalade
D
And gets two hundred times what I get paid
A
But that's okay.
I'll drink to his health and ruin mine
F#m
I'll chug liquor and he can sip red wine
G
And I'll be fine. Trying to find some peace
D
I'll quit payin' my rent and I'll break my lease
A
I'll live out on the streets and beg for change
F#m
Crawl in a box when it starts to rain
G
Forget my family and my friends
D
Forget the world, ya'll, I'm drinkin' again
E A
I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
G D
Sure, it's a sin, but I done lost control
A
And I'm drinkin' again y'all
F#m G D
I'm drinkin' again
I'm drinkin' again
I'm drinkin' again
A
I'm drinkin' again
F#m
I done said goodbye
G D
To the twelve-step program
I'm drinkin' again
A
I'm drinkin'
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