The Bottle Pat Green
Now women and whiskey, they ain't the answer
Lord, well I just know that this is true[G]
But the way that I'm f[C]eeling, I just might be t[F]hinking
Lord, ton[C]ight they just m[G]ight have to [C]do
[C]I've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honkey tonk taverns
I was two fisted drinking and fighting back against the w[G]all
And I know it's a p[C]roblem, a no win situ[F]ation,
but I c[C]an't seem to re[G]sist that old whiskey c[C]all
Mister pour me a d[F]rink Hell, give me the bo[C]ttle
Set me down in the c[Am]orner 'till we're two sheets g[C]on[G]e
And don't tell me no s[F]tories, about a good hearted w[C]oman
I wanna hear "Your Ch[G]eatin' Heart" and cry all night l[C]ong
[C]Now me and my buddies We've got a lot in common
We all wish we could take time and just turn it ar[G]ound
Take us back to the good old [C]days of hard work and cowboy [F]ways
Take us to a s[C]wingin' door sal[G]oon This is what we'll [C]say
Mister pour me a d[F]rink Hell, give me the bo[C]ttle
Set me down in the c[Am]orner 'till we're two sheets g[C]on[G]e
And don't tell me no s[F]tories, about a good hearted w[C]oman
I wanna hear "Your Ch[G]eatin' Heart" and cry all night l[C]ong
(Chorus 1 more time then out)
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