A D E A
My hands are shaking. My Heart beating fast.
A D E A
I'm sweating through my cheap suit. How much longer can it last.
G F C G
I'm an alcholic lawyer facing the trial of my life.
G F C G
And I need to sober up quickly if I want to make things right.
[Chorus]
C F G
Put the bottle down, son!
C G
There's and innocent man who needs you.
C F G
Put the bottle down, son!
C D
There's nothing left to fear.
[Bridge]
C D
Wait, what day is it? Shit, the trial was last week, and he got the chair?
[Outtro]
F G C
Well let's have a few whiskey sours in his memory!
