Artist: | Corb Lund (English) |
User: | David Gratta |
Duration: | 130 seconds |
Delay: | 12 seconds |
Chord names: | Not defined |
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Comment: | - |
CAPO: 4th FRET
[Intro]
C
[Verse]
C F C
Well me and the boys, we was playin' a show down Colorado way
And when we realized they had legalized
D7 G
Well we thought we'd investigate
F
Cuz there ain't nuthin' better than a little adventure
C Em Am
Just to shore up band morale
D N.C.
At least till the singer does a few too many milligrams
G G
Of mis-adventurin' somehow
[Verse]
C
We were met with a kid, born for his job
F C
Highly skilled and desirable
D7 G
Who up till now the world had found to be totally unhireable
F
He knew the strengths and the names
C E Am
Every hybrid strain that modern science has allowed
D N.C.
He said you don't have to toke it, you don't even gotta smoke it
G N.C. G
Cuz they make it for ya edible now
[Chorus]
C
I want that old familiar drunken feelin'
Em
Washing over me this evening
F C G
I wanna be embraced like an old friend
C
Heart is racin', mind is reelin'
Em
That old familiar drunken feelin'
F G C
Something I can count on till the end
[Verse]
G C
It's only noon, I'll be fine, showtime ain't till nine
F C
I chewed and I told myself
But as the day wore on and on and on
D7 G
It all went rapidly to hell
F
Well I was high as a kite and it was freezin' outside
C G/B Am
I was terrified of people, too
D7
Between shiverin' in the van and hidin' in the can
G G
Cuz there wasn't any dressing room
[Verse]
C F C
Playin' a gig was the very last thing that I wanted on my mind
D7 G
The best advice that I got all night's when old Skinner did opine
F
He said don't try to fight it, yeah, you're just gonna have to try
C G/B Am
To ride the rank bastard out
D7 N.C.
So, with that bit of wisdom and herbal terrorism
G N.C. G
On stage I was freakin' out
[Chorus]
C
I want that old familiar drunken feelin'
Em
Washing over me this evening
F C G
I wanna be embraced like an old friend
C
Heart is racin', mind is reelin'
Em
That old familiar drunken feelin'
F G C
Something I can count on till the end
[Verse]
C
I steeled myself I said, 'what the hell?'
F C
And proceeded to forget all the lines
It was endless and seemed like a fever dream
D7 G
Western hats and neon signs
F
So, in a desperate position
Made the desperate decision
C G/B Am
That I'd handle this the cowboy way
D7 N.C.
Which is to pour enough whiskey on the problem
G N.C. G
Till it catches on fire or it goes away
[Verse]
C
To shot after shot, just like I was taught
F C
Supressed my feelings by all means
It was a mess I guess, but nonetheless
D7 G
A mess fairly well known to me
F
So, when the second set came
C G/B Am
I was back on my game and here's what I'd recommend
D7 N.C.
If you think you're gonna die
Cuz you're way too freakin' high
G N.C.
Just drown it all in Pendleton
[Chorus]
G C
I want that old familiar drunken feelin'
Em
Washing over me this evening
F C G
I wanna be embraced like an old friend
C
Heart is racin', mind is reelin'
Em
That old familiar drunken feelin'
F G C G C
Something I can count on till the end