Dust In A Baggie Chords by Billy Strings

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I ain't sleeping seven _ days, I'm having eight and three.
This methamphetamine has got a damn good [D] hold on me.
[G] My de-weaker friends have got me [C] to the point [G] of no return.
So I just put my [D] lighter to the bulb and watch [G] it burn.
This [C] life of sin, [G] it's got me in.
_ Lord, it's got me back in prison [D] once again.
_ _ [G] I use my only phone call [C] to contact my [G] daddy.
I got twenty long years [D] for some dust [G] in a baggie.
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Well, if I would have listened to [C] my dear [G] old mom and dad,
I wouldn't be locked up in prison, [D] troubled in the head.
But [G] I took my little pipe and [C] sucked it till my [G] mind was spun.
Now I got twenty years to sit and think of what I've done.
This [C] life of sin, it's [G] got me in.
_ Lord, it's got me back in prison [D] once again.
[G] I use my only phone call [C] to contact my [G] daddy.
I got twenty long years [D] for some dust [G] in a baggie. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Sometimes I sit and wonder where my little life went wrong.
These old jailhouse blues have got me singing this [D] here song.
Well, [G] my life is a disaster, [C] man, and I feel [G] so ashamed.
And here where they call me [D] by a number [G] not a name.
_ This life [C] of sin, [G] it's got me in.
Lord, it's got me back in prison [D] once again.
[G] I use my only phone call [C] to contact my [G] daddy.
I got twenty long [D] years for some dust [G] in a baggie.
Well, I use my only phone [C] call to contact my daddy.
[G] I got twenty long years for [D] some [G] dust in a baggie. _ _ _ _ _ _
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