Hard Livin

E
Well you can call out the sheriff 
and the highway patrol
          E
There's a fool on the road careening
 out of control
     A                          
Hard liquor, fast women, I can't 
           E
leave 'em be
        B                          
Lord, I wish hard livin' didn't 
             E
come so easy to me

  E
I keep my engine revin' and my beer 
on ice
   E
My idea of heaven is a pair 'a dice
A
Seven come eleven, set this poor boy
 free
        B                          
Lord, I wish hard livin' didn't 
              E
come so easy for me
       A
Bright lights, Saturday night
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  E                        
I must've had a couple, I'm 
                      B  A
a-feelin' all right
A
My cupcake, can shimmy and shake
F#                     B         
Spends more money than anybody 
    C  B
makes

     E
Well 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 
       E
than a nudity????
       B                           
Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come
             E
 so easy for me

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A
Out on the town just a foolin around
      E                          
Hey I got my mind on the lost and 
       B  A
found
A
Step up, no need to be shy
         F#                        
You know every pretty woman's got a
 B               C  B
 ticket to ride

         E
Well, my tires are flat and I'm out 
of gas
         E
I always promise myself I'll let the
 next one pass
        A                          
Lord, I wish that a promise didn't 
             E
break so easily
      B                            
And I wish hard livin' didn't come 
            E
so easy for me