Am Em F  C  G   4X

Am Em F                           C                                G
       If I make it through this year, I think I'm gonna put this bottle down
Am Em F                             C               G
       I guess as time goes on I'll grow to miss it less than I do now
Am Em F                               C            G
       Think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while
Am Em F                            C        G
       Till I can get this demon out

Am Em F  C  G  2X


Am Em F                               C                 G
       You know the bottle ain't to blame and I ain't trying to
Am Em F                              C             G
       Cause it don't make you do a thing, it just lets you
Am Em F                          C                  G
       When I'm six feet underground, I'll need a drink or two
Am Em F                      C   G 
       And I'll sure miss you

 F                 G                
Take me piece by piece 
                   C                  F                  G
Till there ain't nothing left worth taking away from me--e

Am Em F  C  G  2X


Am Em F                              C            G
       The highway's humming in my head and it's hard to hear
Am Em F                       F
       Would you read my lips if I pulled you near enough?
Am Em F                          C                       G
       Could you read my fortune in the bottem of this coffee cup
Am Em F                     C              G
       Tell me how to tell when I've had enough

F                G              C                 
If morning's a bitch with open arms, 
             F                     G
Tonight's a girl who's gone to fa-ar

F           G                     C             F 
Whiskey's harder to keep than a woman and it's half as sweet but
F       Em      Dm       F      Em     Dm
Women without whiskey, Women without whiskey
F           G      C 
Whiskey's hard to beat
F           G      Am Em F  C
Whiskey's hard to beat