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SONG: DADDY DON'T DRINK ARTIST: LARRY FLEET VIDEO: https://youtu.be/vlyJdxK1kfs TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM DADDY DON'T DRINK LARRY FLEET CAPO: 1st FRET [Intro] G E --------------------------------------------- B -------3------------------------------------- G -2h4-4---4--2h4-4-2-0-------0-0--------0-0--- D ------------------------0h2-----0--0h2-----0- A --------------------------------------------- E --------------------------------------------- G E --------------------------------------------- B -------3------------------------------------- G -2h4-4---4--2h4-4-2-0-------0-0--------0-0--- D ------------------------0h2-----0--0h2-----0- A --------------------------------------------- E --------------------------------------------- [Verse]
Didn't tGake twelve steps Didn't Am7take blue lights Didn't hCave to hit rock bottom To fGinally see light
A cGouple whiskey dents Am7In my Chevrolet WCaking up hungover ODut in the driveway
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I walked Amup to the lGine Looked over tChe edge I didn't lAmike what I sGaw So I tDurned around and left
[Chorus]
AGll it took was you A can of SAm7herwin Williams blue With C30 years of Sunday sermons To fDinally hear the truth
Things were gGetting out of hand Didn't wAm7anna be that man
Yeah, I wCant my boots to be the kGind that you Would wAmanna grow inDto
My wEmorld changed, by GDod's grace the dCay you were bGorn That's why dAm7addy don't dDrink no mGore
G E --------------------------------------------- B -------3------------------------------------- G -2h4-4---4--2h4-4-2-0-------0-0--------0-0--- D ------------------------0h2-----0--0h2-----0- A --------------------------------------------- E --------------------------------------------- [Verse]
There was tGwo types of men One on the bAm7ench and one at the plate One hCits the bottle when he feels lost The other hGits his knees to pray
Lord kGnows that I ain't perfect A far Am7cry from Superman But little bCoys they need heroes So I'm dDoing the best I can
[Chorus]
AGll it took was you Can of SAm7herwin Williams blue With C30 years of Sunday sermons To fDinally hear the truth
Things were gGetting out of hand Didn't wAm7anna be that man
Yeah, I wCant my boots to be the kGind that you Would wAmanna grow inDto
My wEmorld changed, by GDod's grace the dCay you were bGorn That's why dAm7addy don't dDrink no mCore Em D No mCore D
[Break]
All it tGook was your first steps And sAm7eeing your blue eyes Didn't hCave to hit rock bottom To fDinally see the light
[Chorus]
AGll it took was you Can of SAm7herwin Williams blue With C30 years of Sunday sermons To fDinally hear the truth
Things were gGetting out of hand Didn't wAm7anna be that man Oh I wCant my boots to be the kGind that you Would wAmanna grow inDto
My wEmorld changed, by GDod's grace the dCay you were bGorn That's why dAmaddy don't dDrink no mEmore D
That's why dAm7addy don't dDrink no more
[Outro] G E --------------------------------------------- B -------3------------------------------------- G -2h4-4---4--2h4-4-2-0-------0-0--------0-0--- D ------------------------0h2-----0--0h2-----0- A --------------------------------------------- E --------------------------------------------- G E --------------------------------------------- B -------3------------------------------------- G -2h4-4---4--2h4-4-2-0-------0-0--------0-0--- D ------------------------0h2-----0--0h2-----0- A --------------------------------------------- E ---------------------------------------------