D C Bb C F 
 
                       Bb 
They could quit makin' whiskey 
                          F 
They could stop stomppin' grapes 
                         G 
It wasn't for fools like me 
                 C 
With hearts that break 
                        Bb 
The could close all the breweries 
                           F 
And they could look up the bars 
                            Bb 
If it wasn't for women like you 
    C            F 
Who needs lovin' scars. 


                 Bb 
And I Can't Quit Drinkin' 
                F 
Lord knows I've tried 
          D 
I'm gonna wear, this whisky glass stare 
                    C 
Till my memories go blind 
                 Bb 
Now I Can't Quit Drinkin' 
                         F 
And it will kill me they say 
                      D 
And if Heaven's sweet shores 
             Bb  
Has swingin' doors 
     C            F 
I'll find it some day.  
 

                          Bb 
You know I thought it all over 
                       F 
And I still don't understand                

With millions of women  
          D                     C 
How could one mean so much to a man 
          Bb                      F 
Women and whisky, they're so much alike 
                                 Bb 
Cause just when you need 'em the most 
       C             F 
You're left high and dry. 
 
Chorus: 
                      D 
Yes if Heaven's sweet shores 
             Bb  
Has swingin' doors 
     C            F 
I'll find it some day.