Chords for Cheap Wine- Tom Thum (beatbox original)

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77.1 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

Cm

Bbm

G

Bb

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Cheap Wine- Tom Thum (beatbox original) chords
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I did not recognize my own face this morning
I guess I'm finally coming of age I guess I gotta grieve and just face this
morning For the death of my younger days
Still there's cigarette burns on my top deck Coffee stains in my sink
There's liquor pouring all through my floors But there's not a damn drop to drink
Sixty dollars in my pocket Sixty thousand fence
And the corporates tell me that my job is lucky Like a kickback in the middle of my head
Looking back at what I could have seen What I could have said, what I could have
been My cognizance and an odd degree
Some self-esteem, someone else's dream But I ain't got no plan B
And I never write that I hand out a B So whatever life hands me
I just hope that God my plan succeeds
The cheap wine keeps me humble But my suitcase keeps me fed
I've left home a thousand times But home's never left my head
And I can't see a month in advance But my vision is a clear state
So if I don't reach my destination I know what I'm gonna say
Looking back at what I could have seen What I could have said, what I could have
been My cognizance and an odd degree
Some self-esteem, someone else's dream But I ain't got no plan B
And I never write that I hand out a B So whatever life hands me
I just [Cm] hope that God [Gb] my plan succeeds
[E] [Bbm] [Cm] I just hope that God [A] my plan [Eb] [Bbm] succeeds
[Dbm]
Key:  
Eb
12341116
Cm
13421113
Bbm
13421111
G
2131
Bb
12341111
Eb
12341116
Cm
13421113
Bbm
13421111
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_ _ _ I did not recognize my own face this morning
I guess I'm finally coming of age _ I guess I gotta grieve and just face this
morning For the death of my younger days
Still there's cigarette burns on my top deck Coffee stains in my sink
There's liquor pouring all through my floors But there's not a damn drop to drink
Sixty dollars in my pocket Sixty thousand fence
And the corporates tell me that my job is lucky Like a kickback in the middle of my head _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Looking back at what I could have seen What I could have said, what I could have
been My cognizance and an odd degree
Some self-esteem, someone else's dream But I ain't got no plan B
And I never write that I hand out a B So whatever life hands me
I just hope that God my plan succeeds _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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The _ cheap wine keeps me humble But my suitcase keeps me fed
I've left home a thousand times But home's never left my head
And I can't see a month in advance But my vision is a clear state
So if I don't reach my destination I know what I'm gonna say
Looking back at what I could have seen What I could have said, what I could have
been My cognizance and an odd degree
Some self-esteem, someone else's dream But I ain't got no plan B
And I never write that I hand out a B So whatever life hands me
I just [Cm] hope that God [Gb] my plan succeeds
[E] _ _ [Bbm] [Cm] I just hope that God [A] my plan [Eb] _ [Bbm] succeeds
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