Horseshoes and Hand Grenades - Whiskey

^DI like whiskey in the ^Emmorning and in the ^Cevening ^GWhen the sky turns ^Dgrey. Looking for that ^Embottle of old number ^Cseven clear. ^GIt's the only ^Dthing that drowns those ^Emtears.

^DThere's fire and there's ^Emlightning. I ^Cfeel taken in-- A ^Gprisoner to this ^Ddull and aching ^Empain. Like running from your ^Cmother, it's ^Ghard to run from ^Dsomething that you ^Emare.

^DWell it's three in the ^Emmorning and I'm ^Cfeeling blue, and ^Ghoney all I can ^DDRINK about is ^Emyou. And what about the ^Cmorning come. ^GDays break and ^Dbring a better ^Emdawn.

^DAnd I'll drink ^Emanother. I'll drink ^Cto the days. I'll ^Gdrink to all the ^Dtroubles that I have ^Emseen, And pour ^Canother round. ^GLast bottle ^Din this river ^Emtown.

^DI like whiskey in the ^Emmorning and in the ^Cevening ^GWhen the sky turns ^Dgrey. Looking for that ^Embottle of old number ^Cseven clear. ^GIt's the only ^Dthing that drowns those ^Emtears.