Am Em F C G 4X
Am Em F C G
If I make it through this year, I think I'm gonna put this bottle down
Am Em F C G
I guess as time goes on I'll grow to miss it less than I do now
Am Em F C G
Think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while
Am Em F C G
Till I can get this demon out
Am Em F C G 2X
Am Em F C G
You know the bottle ain't to blame and I ain't trying to
Am Em F C G
Cause it don't make you do a thing, it just lets you
Am Em F C G
When I'm six feet underground, I'll need a drink or two
Am Em F C G
And I'll sure miss you
F G
Take me piece by piece
C F G
Till there ain't nothing left worth taking away from me--e
Am Em F C G 2X
Am Em F C G
The highway's humming in my head and it's hard to hear
Am Em F F
Would you read my lips if I pulled you near enough?
Am Em F C G
Could you read my fortune in the bottem of this coffee cup
Am Em F C G
Tell me how to tell when I've had enough
F G C
If morning's a bitch with open arms,
F G
Tonight's a girl who's gone to fa-ar
F G C F
Whiskey's harder to keep than a woman and it's half as sweet but
F Em Dm F Em Dm
Women without whiskey, Women without whiskey
F G C
Whiskey's hard to beat
F G Am Em F C
Whiskey's hard to beat
