The Hangdogs
Drink Yourself To Death
E A E
You live that fabled rags to riches Nashville life
B A E B
You still love your Momma, Jesus, and your high school sweetheart wife
E A E
You give Hank due but sound more Eaglesesqe with every breath
B A E
If your so country drink yourself to death
Your the big cross-over favorite with the looks and runway twirl
you do make-up ads but beneath the gloss your still a simple girl
o but what you got to sell me ain't on CD or cassette
If your so Country drink yourself to death
A Cm E
Country's just a bar to lay your weary head upon
A E B
So why does country radio sound like Celion Dion
A E Cm
Lets go to herd and buy them all a overdose of meth
F B
or a least suggest they drink them selves to death
Well the keeper of tradition of the Nashville ruling cast
cept that every yeah-who you record looks and sounds just like the last
wearing cowboy boots with polo shirts your a waste of flesh and breath
If your so country drink yourself to death
Solo
If your so country drink yourself to death