133211 - F
x13331 - A#/Bb
x35553 - C

           F
I'm going down, down to the river
I'm gonna bring a 30 pack
I'm gonna drink with all my good friends
and I ain't ever, ever coming back

                       A#(Bb)
I got no money and I'm starving
               F
I got nothing left
Spent it all on golden honey
and two lines of meth
 
I'm gonna chug a lot of Jim Beam
'til my face turns brown and blue
I'm gonna get in my car and start it
and drive right over you

'Cause I got nothing else to live for
I got nowhere to be
Spent my money on that honey
(And a bottle of Beam)? 

solo (whistle along if you can't find it)

I wanna tell you that I like you
but my heart is black and blue
and you'd say that it's such a bad idea
That's hard to swallow, but it's harder to chew

You'd probably think that this is funny
as I do too
I gotta keep on just laughing
or I am through

I'm going back down to the river
I'm gonna find my duffel bag
I'm gonna stick my puppy in it
and drown him 'til his tail don't wag

'Cause I can't spend anymore money
I can't give him a bed
I cannot feed him golden honey
or two scoops of meth

         C                      Bb
And the next thing you know I cannot feel
My airbag's open on my steering wheel
and I guess that oak tree was kinda real
now I gotta skip this town~

I'm gonna call up Max and Elvis
I'm gonna tell them how I feel
They're gonna call me a fucking pussy
and pass me a couple beers

We got no money, got no honey
We got nothing left
Spent it all on golden honey
and two lines of meth 
~end~