Hard Livin' Keith Whitley
[E]Well you can call out the sheriff and the highway patrol
There's a [E]fool on the road careening out of control
Hard [A]liquor, fast women, I can't leave 'em [E]be
Lord, I [B]wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to [E]me
I [E]keep my engine revin' and my beer on ice
My [E]idea of heaven is a pair 'a dice
[A]Seven come eleven, set this poor boy free
Lord, I [B]wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for [E]me
Bright [A]lights, Saturday night
I [E]must've had a couple, I'm a-feelin' all right [B] [A]
[A]My cupcake, can shimmy and shake
[F#]Spends more money than [B]anybody makes [C] [B]
Well [E]give me some more high octane juice
[E]You know there ain't no cure except for honky tonk blues
[A]I come up with somethin' other than a nud[E]ity????
Lord I [B]wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for [E]me
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[A]Out on the town just a foolin around
Hey I [E]got my mind on the lost and found [B] [A]
[A]Step up, no need to be shy
You know [F#]every pretty woman's got a [B]ticket to ride [C] [B]
Well, my [E]tires are flat and I'm out of gas
I always [E]promise myself I'll let the next one pass
Lord, I [A]wish that a promise didn't break so easi[E]ly
And I [B]wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for [E]me
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