F _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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Memories and drinks don't mix too well.
Toothbox records don't play those
Bb wedding bells.
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D _
G _ _ _ .
C Looking at the world through the bottom of a glass,.
all I see is a man who's
F fading fast.
_ _
Am _
B _
Gm _ .
_
F Tonight I need that woman again.
What I'd give for my baby
Cm to just
Bb walk in.
_ _ _
G _ _ .
_
C Sit down beside me and say it's
G alright.
C Take me home and make sweet love to
F me tonight.
_
B _
Am _
Abm _ .
Gm _
F But here I am again, mixing
Bb misery
Gm and gin.
Sitting
F with all my
C friends and talking
F to myself.
Gm _
F Bb Might look like I'm having
A a good time,.
but
Dm any fool can
Bb tell that
F this honky-tonk.
young lady makes
Gm you feel
C _
F like hell.
Bb _
C _
B _
Bb _
Gm _
F _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _
G _
Bb _ _ .
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G _ _ _ _ _
C _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _
F _ _ .
_ _
C _
B _
Bb _
Gm F I light a lonely woman's cigarette.
We start talking about what we want to
Bb forget.
_ .
_ _
G _ _ _
C Her life story and mine are the same.
We both lost someone and only have
F ourselves to blame.
_
Bb _
C _
B _
Bb _
F But here I am again, mixing
Bb misery
Gm and gin.
Sitting
F with all my friends
C and talking
F to myself.
_
Bb Might look like I'm having
A a good time,.
but
Dm any fool can sure
Bb tell _ that
F this honky-tonk.
young lady
Gm makes you
C feel _
F like hell.
_
Am _
Abm _ _
Gm _
G _
F _ _ _ _ _ .