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If Drinking Don´t Kill Me

Höfundur lags: Harlan Sanders og Rick Baresford Flytjandi: George Jones Sent inn af: Anonymous

[C]The bars are all closed
It´s [F]four in the [C]morning

Must have shut ´em all down
By the shape that I´m [G7]in   

I lay my head [C]on the wheel
And the [F]horn begins [C]honking

The whole neighborhood knows
That I´m [G7]home drunk [C]again

And if drinking don´t [F]k-ill [C]me  
Her memory [G7]will   
I can´t hold out much [F]long-[G7]er   
The way that I [C]feel

With the blood from my[F] bo-[C]dy  
I could start my own [F]still
And if drinking don´t [C]kill me
Her [G7]memory [C]will


These will old bones they move slow
But so [F]sure of their [C]footsteps

As I trip on the floor
And I lightly touch [G7]down   

Lord it´s [C]been ten bottles
Since I [F]tried to [C]forget her

But the memory still lingers
[G7]Lying here on the [C]ground


The bars are all closed
It´s four in the morning

Must have shut ´em all down
By the shape that I´m in

I lay my head on the wheel
And the horn begins honking

The whole neighborhood knows
That I´m home drunk again

And if drinking don´t k-ill me
Her memory will
I can´t hold out much long-er
The way that I feel

With the blood from my bo-dy
I could start my own still
And if drinking don´t kill me
Her memory will

These will old bones they move slow
But so sure of their footsteps

As I trip on the floor
And I lightly touch down

Lord it´s been ten bottles
Since I tried to forget her

But the memory still lingers
Lying here on the ground

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