Bourbon

B D A B


[Verse]

             A                                               B
Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop, trying to 
quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop
      A                          C#m                  B
He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe
           A                                              B
He had the DT 's for breakfast, the shakes till noon, he picked up his 
bag and left his motel room
     A                         C#m              B        A G# F#
His head is held high but his heart is on its knees


[Verse]

          A                                             B
Well, he packed his guitar and his bar-room tan, gotta get some miles 
behind him as fast as he can
  A                   C#m                B
Another destination, someplace else to play
          A                                                      B
Well, he left a life behind him in some old trailer park, they tried to
 make it work was ruined from the start
    A                         C#m            B        A G# F#       A B
He had to shake the rust; it became time to leave


[Bridge]

E         B                      E                  B
  It's a honky-tonk engagement,     but there's no better place to play
E           B                          E                B         
  His face feels like crazy pavement,     it's getting more lined 
            F#
every day

[Verse]

            A                                                         
Well, he's gonna write a letter and try to explain, she says he's too 
 B
old to have these growing pains
     A                           C#m                   B
But something keeps him moving, living on through the night
            A                                             B
But as the night approaches, a change is in the air, his heart is 
pumping fast, he's got no cares
     A                          C#m           B
The music befriends him, it can take him anywhere


[Bridge]

E         B                     E                  B
  It's a honky-tonk engagement,    but there's no better place to play
E           B                          E                 B        
  His mind feels like crazy pavement,     he's getting crazed out 
            F#
every day


[Verse]

             A                                               B
Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop, trying to 
quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop
      A                          C#m                  B
He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to play
           A                                             B
He had the DT's for breakfast, the chills till noon, he packed his 
guitar and left his motel room
     A                         C#m              B         A G# F#
His head is held high but his heart is on its knees

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