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DI was sitting here thinking bout C#/Dme and big ricketts smoking ciB/Dgirettes down on theA levy. DTalking bout who’s hot C#/Dwho’s not, big blocks, poB/Dntiacs olds and Achevys. DI remember him packing thatC#/D van for atlanta, his daB/Dddy found a better Away. GAin’t seen him in forever sF#/Do heres to forever nEMothing gets better with Aage.
DLike old friends, olF#/Dd whiskey, B/Dold songs. Anothing gets me like they geDt me when they hF#/Dit me I’m goBne Awith a smile on back to the olGd page from thF#/De old days if your EMwith me get your gGlass raised and sing along To oldEM friends oAld whiskey and old songs
DI can still see my baby’s, bC#/Dlue eyes shine and singinB/Dg brown eyed girl off keyA Dand hanging with the gang afC#/Dter that big game with myB/D jersey number on her cheAek Dpassed around a bottle that C#/Dwe dug from the bottom ofB/D a chest in my buddies baArn Gback when life was nothing F#/Dbuzzin and a lovin aEMnd banging on cheap guitAars
DLike old friends, olF#/Dd whiskey, B/Dold songs. Anothing gets me like they geDt me when they hF#/Dit me I’m goBne Awith a smile on back to the olGd page from thF#/De old days if your EMwith me get your gGlass raised and sing along To oldEM friends oAld whiskey and old songs
BmMost of my rowdy frAiends ain’t rowdied onG down just yet Gthey still like to rAock and roll all night lDong Bmprobably never lAose our way to mGargaritaville and were always going to wanna getEm high singing Abye bye miss american pie
DLike old friends, olF#/Dd whiskey, B/Dold songs. Anothing gets me like they geDt me when they hF#/Dit me I’m goBne Awith a smile on back to the olGd page from thF#/De old days if your EMwith me get your gGlass raised and sing along To oldEM friends oAld whiskey and old songs