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Subject: "Whisky" by "new riders of the purple sage"
WHISKEY
(JOHH DAWSON)
C#m/// C#m/// A/// F#m/// B/// B/// E/// E///
(B)MY FAMILY'S ALWAYS BEEN IN WHI(A)SKEY(F#m)
IT'S A SI(B)MPLE HONEST WAY TO EARN A DI(E)ME
THE ONLY TROUBLE'S BEEN MY UNCLE SAM NOW
HE BEEN TRYIN' TO COLLECT TAXES ALL THE TIME
NOW THIS AIN'T NO ORDINARY CHEVY
THE MOTOR AND SUSPENSION AIN'T THE SAME
WHISKEY AS YOU KNOW IS VERY HEAVY
AND GETTING THROUGH IS WHAT THEY CALL THE GAME
CHORUS:
IT'S A DA(C#m)RK AND RAINY NIGHT BUT MY E(A)NGINE'S RUNNING RI(F#m)GHT
AND I HO(B)PE TO GET TO MEMPHIS BEFORE DA(E)WN
YEAH AND I(C#m)F I MAKE IT THROUGH, GONNA S(A)AVE WHAT I HAVE T(F#m)O
THEN HE(B)LP ME RUNNING WHISKEY VERY LO(E)NG
THREE HUNDRED MILES FROM HOME TO MEMPHIS
THERE'S A DOZEN MEN ALONG THE WAY
NEVER STOP AND LET 'EM DO NO LOOKING
YEAH, THAT WAS WHAT MY PAPPY USED TO SAY
REPEAT CHORUS
OH THERE'S THREE HUNDRED MILES FROM HOME TO MEMPHIS
AND SUSAN SAYS SHE DON'T WANT ME TO GO
SHE SAID NOW HONEY DON'T TAKE CHANCES
AH LOVE I WANT TO KEEP YA DON'T YA KNOW
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