Few More
By Jackson Parten
CD – Sum Of All Parts
rmofle at satx.rr.com
5/10/04
G D A G D A
I get outta bed on the wrong side every single day
G D A G D A
And stuck in here for a long time still, got nothing good to say
G D A G D A
Down on the corner I’m drinkin’, up in the room getting’ high
G D A Em D/F# G
By the time I get to thinkin’s ‘bout the time another bottle goes dry
Chorus:
D G
Can’t count the times that I’ve made a mistake
D G
But I can count the empty bottles on the floor
D G
There’s one for everytime that I’ve broken down
Em G
And the only thing I know for sure
A G
There’s prob’ly gonna be a few more
I’m on Main Street in Anytown, could be anywhere
Wasted and gone but I don’t really care
Can’t say what the place looks like anyway
Hard to see it in the light of day
Wake up with whiskey in my hand
Feel like a bruised and broken man
Don’t expect you to understand
Hell, I don’t expect you to try
Chorus
Your whole life you had an alibi, so no one knows your shame
They don’t care what you did for him, they don’t even know your name
Doin’ everything for your own sake, that’s the way it’s always been
You can dig yourself out of this rut or you can just dig deeper in
Chorus
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