Bourbon

B D A B


[Verse]
             A                     
Well, he's drinking down the 
                          B
bourbon like it was soda pop, trying
 to quell a feeling he knows ain't 
gonna stop
      A                          
He's mortgaged out his blood for 
C#m                  B
one more chance to breathe
           A                       
He had the DT 's for breakfast, the
                       B
 shakes till noon, he picked up his 
bag and left his motel room
     A                         C#m
His head is held high but his 
              B        A G# F#
heart is on its knees


[Verse]
          A                        
Well, he packed his guitar and his 
                     B
bar-room tan, gotta get some miles 
behind him as fast as he can
  A                   C#m         
Another destination, someplace 
       B
else to play
          A                        
Well, he left a life behind him in 
                              B
some old trailer park, they tried to
 make it work was ruined from the 
start
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    A                         C#m 
He had to shake the rust; it 
           B        A G# F#      
became time to leave
 A B



[Bridge]
E         B                      
  It's a honky-tonk engagement,  
E                  B
   but there's no better place to 
play
E           B            
  His face feels like crazy 
              E                
pavement,     it's getting more 
B                     F#
lined every day


[Verse]
            A                      
Well, he's gonna write a letter and
 try to explain, she says he's too 
 B
old to have these growing pains
     A                         
But something keeps him moving, 
  C#m                   B
living on through the night
            A                 
But as the night approaches, a 
                            B
change is in the air, his heart is 
pumping fast, he's got no cares
     A                          
The music befriends him, it can 
C#m           B
take him anywhere


[Bridge]
E         B                     
  It's a honky-tonk engagement, 
E                  B
   but there's no better place to 
play
E           B            
  His mind feels like crazy 
              E                 B 
pavement,     he's getting crazed 
                   F#
out every day


[Verse]
             A                     
Well, he's drinking down the 
                          B
bourbon like it was soda pop, trying
 to quell a feeling he knows ain't 
gonna stop
      A                          
He's mortgaged out his blood for 
C#m                  B
one more chance to play
           A                       
He had the DT's for breakfast, the 
                      B
chills till noon, he packed his 
guitar and left his motel room
     A                         C#m
His head is held high but his 
              B         A G# F#
heart is on its knees