Chords for Jamey Johnson - High Cost of Living (Live at Farm Aid 2012)

_ _ _ [Bm] Ladies and [D] gentlemen, our next artist, [N] Grammy nominated, multi-award platinum
musician has been with us at Farm Aid for five years.
He's played with Willie
Nelson and family on the Throwdown Tour.
You'll see him on the Railroad Revival
Tour, a true Farm Aid veteran and supporter of family farmers.
Ladies and
gentlemen, Jamie Johnson!
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_ just a normal guy, _ _ _ life was just a 9 to 5, with bills and pressure _ [Gm] piled up to the sky. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ She never asked, she knew [Bb] I'd been _ [G] _ hanging with my wilder [B] friends, [G] _ looking for some other way to [C]
fly. _ _ _ _ _ _
Three days straight with no big fee, to get by on no food or sleep, and [F] crazy was [C] becoming _ my new [Dm] norm. _ _ _ _
_ [C] I'd pass out on the bedroom [G] floor, sleep right through the car before [C] the storm. _ _ _
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_ _ [F] My _ life was just an old routine, [G] _ every day the same damn [C] thing, they couldn't even [Bb] tell I [F] was alive. _ _
_ I said, [C] the high cost of living, _ [G] ain't nothing like the cost of [C] living high. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ The Southern Baptist Park, _ is where I'd go to smoke my [Am] new [C] pot,
sit there in my pickup [G] truck and pray. _
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Staring at that giant cross, just reminded me that I was lost.
_ _ It just never seemed to point the [C] way. _ _
_ _ _ _ As soon as Jesus turned his back, I'd find my way across the [F] tracks,
looking [C] just to score _ [Dm] another deal. _
_ _ _ [C] With my back against that dam, _ _ [G] _ I didn't have to think or [C] talk _ _ _ or _ _ feel. _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ [F] My life was just an old routine, [G] _ every day the same damn [C] thing, they couldn't even [Bb] tell I [F] was alive.
The _ _ _ _ [C] high _ _ cost of living, _ [G] ain't nothing like the cost of living [C] high. _ _ _
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] My whole life went through my head, _ _ laying in that [Am] motel [C] bed,
watching as the cops kicked down [G] the door. _
_ _ _ _ _ I had a job and a piece of land, my sweet wife was my best friend,
but I traded that for cocaine.
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_ _ _ _ [Gm] In [C] my new house of writing, _ I've got the time to sit and think
[F] of all the things [C] I had, [Dm] _ but threw _ away.
[C] This prison is my home, _ [G] and I want to [Bb] [C] be _ _ _ _ _ free. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] My _ life was just an old routine, [G] _ every day the same damn [C] thing, _ they couldn't even [Bb] tell I was [F] alive. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ The high cost of living, _ [G] _ _ _ _
ain't nothing like the cost of living high.
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ cost of living, [F] _ _ [G] ain't nothing like the cost of [C] living _ _ _ high.
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[C] _ _ I'm so [G] freaking out. _
_ [F] _ _ I'm so freaking [G] out.
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