G C G D G I am drinking again. Oooh, oh. G C G C D G I'm on my seventh cold glass of gin oooh, oh. C G D G Life is a tribute to you, and so is dying. C G D G Drinking in this way, to die is what I'm trying. These lyrics are probably wrong, but they usually are on these things. C G D G I also try to keep my load light, in case an angel loves me C G D G And lifts me up with angel hooks to somewhere high above me.