Am Em F C G 4X Am Em F C G If I make it through this year, I think I'm gonna put this bottle down Am Em F C G I guess as time goes on I'll grow to miss it less than I do now Am Em F C G Think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while Am Em F C G Till I can get this demon out Am Em F C G 2X Am Em F C G You know the bottle ain't to blame and I ain't trying to Am Em F C G Cause it don't make you do a thing, it just lets you Am Em F C G When I'm six feet underground, I'll need a drink or two Am Em F C G And I'll sure miss you F G Take me piece by piece C F G Till there ain't nothing left worth taking away from me--e Am Em F C G 2X Am Em F C G The highway's humming in my head and it's hard to hear Am Em F F Would you read my lips if I pulled you near enough? Am Em F C G Could you read my fortune in the bottem of this coffee cup Am Em F C G Tell me how to tell when I've had enough F G C If morning's a bitch with open arms, F G Tonight's a girl who's gone to fa-ar F G C F Whiskey's harder to keep than a woman and it's half as sweet but F Em Dm F Em Dm Women without whiskey, Women without whiskey F G C Whiskey's hard to beat F G Am Em F C Whiskey's hard to beat
