I drink
Mary Gauthier

C  up to F  up to G back to C  F down to Dm G C very slow

  
He'd get home at Five Thirty, fix his drink, 
sits down in his chair,
 Pick a fight with Mother, complain about us kids 
getting in his hair,
At night he'd sit alone and smoke, I'd see his frown behind 
his lighters flame,
Now that same frown is in my mirror, 
I got my daddies blood inside my veins

Fish swim, Birds fly, daddies yell, mothers cry,
Old men, sit and think,                   I drink.

Guitar melody

Chicken TV dinner, six minutes, on defrost, 
three on high,
Beer to wash it down with, then another little 
whisky on the side,
It's not so bad alone here, it don't bother me, 
every night's the same,
I don't need another lover, hanging round, 
trying to make me change,

Fish swim, Birds fly, lovers leave, by and by
Old men, sit and think,                   I drink.

I know, what I am, but I don't, give a damn.

Fish swim, Birds fly, daddies yell, mothers cry,
Old men, sit and think,                   I drink.