Em  Em  Em D A   Em   Em Am

[Verse 1]
    Em                                           A
Her memory used to kill me, but I found a remedy
       Em                                                            A
It's a plastic cup with domestic draft and I start with two or three
             Em                          E
And when the floodgates of emotion, they slowly start to crack
  Em                                     E
I mix it tall with something strong 'til I don't want her back


[Chorus]
E
Hit me with a shot from the top shelf
                               A
I'm pouring out all of my pain
E
I'm starting to think I'm getting good at this
    D               A
The more I feel the better I drink

E
Drink, drink, line 'em up, honey
                                       A
I got a tab and a pocket full of money
E
Gonna drown my heart in a whiskey rain
    D               A
The more I feel the better I drink


[Verse 2]
Em                                                 D
Bartender, here's my license, go ahead and take my keys
              Em                                   E
'Cause it's a backsliding to missing her night and you know my routine, just


[Chorus]
E
Hit me with a shot from the top shelf
                                A
I'm pouring out all of my pain
E
I'm starting to think I'm getting good at this
    D               A
The more I feel the better I drink

E
Drink, drink, line 'em up, honey
                  D              A
I got a tab and a pocket full of money
E
Gonna drown my heart in a whiskey rain
    D               A
The more I feel the better I drink


[Solo]
| E | E  D A | Em | Em A|


[Bridge]
Em                     N.C.
  I'm on that premium, no need for a chaser after
N.C.
The bartender's looking for a stepladder
N.C.
Bottles so high, I can't read the labels
N.C.
Do yourself a favor man, just leave it on the table

N.C.
On a roll, ain't stopping 'til the night is over
N.C.
A hundred dollar shot makes a thousand dollar hangover
N.C.
They say, you can't put a price on love
N.C.
But there's a price on bourbon so it's close enough


[Chorus]
E
Hit me with a shot from the top shelf
                          A
I'm pouring out all of my pain
E
I'm starting to think I'm getting good at this
    D               A
The more I feel the better I drink

E
Drink, drink, line 'em up, honey
                  D              A
I got a tab and a pocket full of money
      E
Gonna drown my heart in a whiskey rain
    D               A
The more I feel the better I drink


[Outro]
 E
(The deeper I go, the further I sink
                    D        A
The more I feel the better I drink)
             Em
The better I drink
 Em
(The longer I stay the less I think
                    D
The more I feel the better I drink)
             Em     E   E  E Am   Em
The better I drink