D                        D/C                     D/B                    A
Sittin here thinkin bout me and Big Ricky smokin cigarettes down on the levy.
D                      D/C                    D/B                 A
Talkin bout who's hot, who's not, big blocks, Pontiacs, Fords and Chevy's
D                          D/C                  D/B                  A
I remember him packin that van for Atlanta, his Daddy found a better way
G                                                      Em                     A
Ain't seen him in forever, so here is to forever cause nothin gets better with age



Chorus:
         D           D/C             D/B
Like Old Friends, Old Whiskey and Old Songs
        A                 D                 D/C         D/B
Nothing hits me like they hit me, When they hit me, I'm gone
       A                   Em         
With a smile on back to an old page, from the old days
                                                  A
If you're with me, get your glass raised and sing along
                                   D
to old friends old whiskey and old songs


D                        D/C                     D/B                   A
I can still see my baby's blue eyes shine singin "Brown Eyed Girl" off key
D                          D/C                   D/B                   A
Hangin with the gang after that big game with my jersey number on her cheek
D                             D/C                       D/B                   A
Passin around a bottle that we dug from the bottom of a chest from my buddy's barn
G                                              Em               A
Back when life was nothin buzzin and lovin and bangin on cheap guitars


Chorus:
         D           D/C             D/B
Like Old Friends, Old Whiskey and Old Songs
        A                 D                 D/C         D/B
Nothing hits me like they hit me, When they hit me, I'm gone
       A                   Em         
With a smile on back to an old page, from the old days
                                                  A
If you're with me, get your glass raised and sing along
                                   D
to old friends old whiskey and old songs


Bridge:
Bm                A                       G
Most of my rowdy friends ain't rowdied on down just yet
G                  A               D
They still like to Rock n Roll all night
Bm                      A           G
Probably never lose our way to Margaritaville
             G              Em            A
Yeah we're forever gonna get high, singin Bye Bye Miss American Pie

         D           D/C             D/B
With Old Friends, Old Whiskey and Old Songs
        A                 D                 D/C         D/B
Nothing hits me like they hit me, When they hit me, I'm gone
       A                   Em         
With a smile on back to an old page, from the old days
                                                  A
If you're with me, get your glass raised and sing along
                                   D
to old friends old whiskey and old songs