4 chords, pretty awesome song. THE GOOD LIFE - NOTES IN HIS POCKETS Dm Drunk at the bar at last, last call Bb Dm my baby’s home on her night off, Dm So I’m involved in a serious talk Bb Dm with a girl I had known growing up. Bb Dm So we buy a six; decide to split – Bb Dm she has a downtown apartment. A Bb She opens the door, falls to the floor, Dm Bb Gm A says, “I’m bitter sick of sweet and pure, take me now I’m yours.” Dm Bb Gm A Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill, Dm Bb Gm A phone calls after the bars close – unlisted numbers. Bb Dm If she only knew, then he’d be through Bb Dm but who knows which parts are true. A Bb She hates how it looks, but what can she do? Dm Bb Gm A The girls all talk behind her back, they say she’s being used. Dm At Sullivan’s drinking with Justin, Bb Dm he says he’s seen my ex-girlfriend. Dm She’s back in town – and what’s worse Bb Dm he knows where and when she works. Bb Dm So we head over to the Underwood, Bb Dm she’s trading shots with regulars: A Bb She gives me a hug ‘til our hips are flush Dm Bb Gm A says, “Boy, we’ve hardly kept in touch – it’s time for catching up.” Dm Bb Gm A Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill. Dm Bb Gm A Phone calls after the bars close – unlisted numbers. Bb Dm Still, he insists on his innocence; Bb Dm says those girls are all gossips. A Bb She’s gotta drop the axe –catch him in the act Dm Bb Gm A with his shame around his ankles, chain the guilt around his neck. from Christoph Whitbeck. You're welcome. <3
