Chords for Billy Strings & Don Julin - Dust In A Baggie

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_ I ain't sleeping seven [C] days a week, I'm having an 8 in [G] 3.
_ _ Methamphetamine has got a damn good [D] hold of me.
My tweaker friends have got me [C] to the point of no [G] return.
I just took a lighter [A] to the pub and [G] watched it burn.
This life [C] of sin, it's [D] got me in.
Well, it's got me back in prison once again.
I [G] use my own phone call [C] to contact my daddy.
[G] I got 20 long years for some dust and a faggot.
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_ _ _ [D] Well, if I would have listened to [C] what mom and papa [G] said,
I wouldn't be locked up in prison, trouble in [D] my head.
I took that little pop and [C] sucked it till my mind was spun.
I got 20 years to [D] say and think of what I've done.
This life [C] of sin, it's [G] got me in.
Well, it's got me back in prison [D] once again.
[G] I use my own [C] phone call to contact my daddy.
[G] I got 20 long [D] years for some [G] dust and a faggot.
_ _ Oh, it's 100 [C] degrees in here.
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_ Well, sometimes I sit and wonder [C] where my little [G] life went wrong.
These old jailhouse blues have got me singing [D] this old song.
[G] My life is a disaster, [C] Lord, and I feel [G] so ashamed.
And [D] yet when they call me by a number [G] not a name.
This life [C] of sin, [G] it's got me in.
Well, it's got me back in prison [D] once again.
[G] I use my own phone call [C] to contact my daddy.
I got 20 long [D] years for some dust and a faggot.
I use my own phone call to contact my daddy.
[G] I got 20 long years [D] for some dust and a [G]
faggot.
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