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[Verse]
D
Lately things ain't been going my way
G
Consequently I've been drinking nearly every day
A
It's hard to keep your head up when they're knocking you down
D
So I been making that all go round
D
Drinking bottom shelf bourbon to ease my mind
G
Seems to work alright 'till closing time
A
But you know you're gunna come down every night
D
And there ain't no way you'll ever feel satisfied
G
Ain't that hard to figure where to begin
D
It's Friday night so I'm rushing in
E A A7
Like a fool I get it anywhere I can
[Chorus]
D D7
Well I'm having a hard time Walking a straight line
G G7
Seeing two of every single neon sign, Well now
D B7
You'll find me downtown Gracefully facedown
E A D
Just wishing I could feel alright
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[Verse]
D
Lately I've been wanderin' around with eyes closed
G
It seems like I been heading down the wrong road
A
I thought I'd find my way by now
D
But I still got lost somehow
D
You see shots fall down from Heaven above,
G
You might lose a friend you might fall in love,
A
But you know you're gunna come down every night,
D
And there ain't no way you'll ever feel satisfied
G
Six in the morning 'till your dying day,
D
It's straight bad news and bills to pay,
E A A7
But come five o'clock you're feeling good again
[Chorus]
D D7
Well I'm having a hard time Walking a straight line
G G7
Seeing two of every single neon sign, Well now
D B7
You'll find me downtown Gracefully facedown
E A D
Just wishing I could feel alright
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[Verse]
D
Well I been so high I hit my head on the ground,
G
Sat up on the floor seems the room spin around,
A
But when you squint real hard through the bottom of the bottle,
D
Things really don't look so bad.
D
You drink a cheap malt liquor from a 40 oz bottle
G
Hit some bourbon, (smoke 'em) if you've got 'em,**
A
But you know you're gunna come down every night,
D
And there ain't no way you'll ever feel satisfied,
G
The years of my life I don't remember at all,
D
Like one Friday evening I can barely recall,
E A A7
It was a sick situation in a bar room bathroom stall
[Chorus]
D D7
Well I'm having a hard time Walking a straight line
G G7
Seeing two of every single neon sign, Well now
D B7
You'll find me downtown Gracefully facedown
E A D B7
Just wishing I could feel alright
E A D B7
Yea, I'm wishing I could feel alright
E A D B7
Yea, I'm wishing I could feel alright
[Outro]
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**TDM3 sing the line "Hit the bourbon, some pills if you've got 'em" -
But I prefer my slight alteration. ;)
I'm a big fan of accurate, legible, and neatly formatted charts that are
typically true to studio versions, with noted exceptions.
Any and all suggestions and corrections to my transcriptions are welcome
