Misc Originals - Bobby clay - sad ol country song

^EmI still miss the ^Gtaste ^Dof liquor on your ^Clips ^Emor the way You t^Gouch my face ^Dwith your F^Dinger tips ^Emand I don’t know ^Ghow ^Dto get Back into your ^Cheart ^EmThe memories of ^Gus ^DAre tearing me a^Dpart

^CBut I don’t miss the ^Gpain, the ^Dagony or the ^Emstrain And I ^Cdon’t miss the ^Gsting Of this ^Dwhole God damn ^Emthing ^CA promise and a ^Gvow ^DAll turned sour by ^Emnow ^COur life has turned and ^Ggone to a s^Emad old^D country ^Csong

^EmJust like all the ^Gwords ^Dfrom David Allen ^CCoe ^Emwe started flying ^Ghigh but we^D ended up crashing ^Dlow ^EmWe saw momma go ^Gaway ^Dwe made our own ^Cprison ^Emgot drunk and rode the ^Gtrain ^Emsinging in the rain for a^D livng

^CBut I don’t miss the ^Gpain, the ^Dagony or the ^Emstrain And I ^Cdon’t miss the ^Gsting Of this ^Dwhole God damn ^Emthing ^CA promise and a ^Gvow ^DAll turned sour by ^Emnow ^COur life has turned and ^Ggone to a s^Emad old^D country ^Csong

^EmAll of this r^Gesent ^Dand all the nasty ^Dsin ^Emspiraled out of ^Gcontrol ^Das we done ourselves ^Din

^CBut I don’t miss the ^Gpain, the ^Dagony or the ^Emstrain And I ^Cdon’t miss the ^Gsting Of this ^Dwhole God damn ^Emthing ^CA promise and a ^Gvow ^DAll turned sour by ^Emnow ^COur life has turned and ^Ggone to a s^Emad old^D country ^Csong