Am      G      Dm      F


[Verse]

Am         G             Dm
 Old Jim Beam makes you mean
            F                                 Am
 A couple shots and you'll be ready for a fight
                G               Dm
 When I look into those bourbon eyes
          F
 I see a man that I don't recognize


[Pre-Chorus]

G                       F            C
 I wish you would be a little bit stronger
G                               F
 And I wish I could turn that whiskey into water


[Chorus]

         C                      G
 It's the same day, different bottle
        Am                  G                 F
 Every night I pray you'll pour it down the drain
          C                          G
 Yeah I know, the truth is hard to swallow
                     Am           G              F
 But you can't keep going on and on and on this way
                       Am  G   F
 Same day, different bottle


[Verse]

Am                 G                Dm
 I've watched you try to drown the past
            F                             Am
 But those demons just keep dragging you back
         G                     Dm
 In my heart there's still no down
                 F
 Someday you'll hit your knees, you'll finally bottom out


[Pre-Chorus]

G                   F                  C
 I want so bad, to help you stop the bleeding
G                           F
 But you get so mad when I ask you what you're needing


[Chorus]

             C                      G
 And it's the same day, different bottle
        Am                   G                 F
 Every night I pray you'll pour it down the drain
          C                          G
 Yeah I know, the truth is hard to swallow
                     Am           G              F
 But you can't keep going on and on and on this way
                        Am   G   F        Am   G   F
 Same day, different bottle


[Chorus]

C                     G
 Same day, different bottle
              Am        G              F
 It's just a temporary numbing of the pain
           C                          G
 Yeah, I know, the truth is hard to swallow
                     Am           G                 F
 But you can't keep going on, and on, and on, this way
               Am              G          F
 We can't keep hurting on, and on, and on, this way, yeah
                       Am      G      Dm      F
 Same Day, Different Bottle


 End on F



Written by Lauren Alaina, Caitlyn Smith and Dan Couch
Road Less Traveled
Track 10
2017