Old Number Seven

 Am
I guess I grew up on an old dirt 
road
 E7
Pedal to the metal, always did what 
I was told
 Dm
Till I found out that my brand new 
clothes
 E7
Came second hand from the rich kids 
next door
 Am
When I grew up fast, I guess I grew 
up mean
 E7
There's a thousand things inside my 
head I wish I ain't seen
 Dm
And now I just wander through a real
 bad dream
 E7
Feelin' like I'm coming apart at the
 seams
 Am
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number 
Seven
 E7
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in
 heaven
 Dm
Angels start to look good to me
 E7
They're gonna have to deport me to 
the fiery deep
 Am
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number 
Seven
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 E7
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in
 heaven
 Dm
I know I can't stay here too long
 E7
Cause I can't go a week without 
doin' wrong Am
                           E7
Without doin' wrong  Old Number 
Seven
 Dm
Without doin' wrong  drinkin' in 
heaven
 E7
Without doin' wrong Drinkin' in 
heaven
 Am
So I'm sitting at the bar stool it 
starts to grow roots
 E7
I'm feelin' like an old worn out 
pair of shoes
 Dm
Tell me what is it that I should do
 E7
And I'm swimming in the liquor only 
half way through
 Am
So I'm watching as his wings spread 
as wide as could be
 E7
Come on now and wrap them around me
 Dm
Cause all I want to do now is fall 
to sleep
 E7
Come down here and lay next to me
 Am
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number 
Seven
 E7
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in
 heaven
 Dm
Up here the bottle never runs dry
 E7
And you never wake up with those 
tears in your eyes
 Am
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number 
Seven
 E7
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in
 heaven
 Dm
Angels start to look good to me
 E7
They're gonna have to deport me To 
the fiery deeps  Old Number Seven   
Am
                       E7
To the fiery deeps  drinkin' in 
heaven
 Dm
To the fiery deeps  Old Number Seven
 E7
To the fiery deeps  drinkin' in 
heaven