Chords for Ron Pope - One Shot Of Whiskey (YouTube Sessions)

_ I am Ron Pope and you are watching the Nashville Sessions and this is One Shot of Whiskey. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] At a bar in a town that [Ab] I sure won't [Bbm] remember, [Cm] the next time September will [Ab] show a cruel [Bb] face,
[Eb] I will race to the bottom [Fm] of every [Bb] glass and I [Cm] hope that [Gm] these drinks have a [Ab] shot.
I've lost every place in the [Fm] things that I lost on [Bb] the way that I took to [Eb] this place. _
_ _ _ So [Bb] give me one shot [Eb] of whiskey _ and [Ab] _ _
[Eb] two lines of cocaine, _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ and tell [Eb] everyone who [Bb] I love that I'm [Cm] sorry but I'm built [Bb] this way. _ _ _ _
And if [C] you see [Eb] my brother, _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ please tell [Eb] him I'm _ _ fine,
[Ab] and _ _ [Eb] promise I'm trying [Bb] to get home [Cm] for Christmas, though I'm not [Bb] sure quite why. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] Mercy me, oh [Bb] my God, I'm [Cm] afraid that I'm [Eb] losing [Ab] my _ mind. _ _ _ _
_ It [Eb] was hot, it was dark, I [Ab] was starved for [Bb] attention.
[Cm] I was seeking redemption, [Ab] oh face that [Bb] I know,
if [Eb] there's one thing I've learned as [Ab] I pass through the [Bb] seasons,
[Cm] it's not that you [Gm] reap what you [Ab] sow,
it's that [Fm] you get what you give if [Bb] you're lucky, but mostly [Eb] you _ don't.
_ _ _ [Bb] So give me one shot [Eb] of whiskey _ _ and [Ab] _ two lines of [Eb] cocaine, _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ and tell [Eb]
everyone who [Bb] I love that I'm [Cm] sorry but I'm built [Bb] this way. _ _ _ _
_ And if you see [Eb] my brother, _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ please tell him I'm [Eb] _ fine,
_ _ [Ab] _ _
and promise I'm trying [Bb] to get home [Cm] for Christmas, though I'm not sure [Bb] quite why. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Mercy [Ab] me, oh [Bb] my God, I'm [Cm] afraid that I'm losing [Ab] my mind. _ _ _
_ And I feel like [Fm] a snowball in hell, cause [Eb] I ain't gonna last [Bb] very long. _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, [Fm] the Liberty Bell _ [Eb] got cracked on its very [Bb] first song.
_ _ _ _ It would [Fm] be easy to add [Bb] all the things I've done right,
[Cm] hard to count all the ones I [Fm] got wrong.
_ Where did the time go? _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ Where has [Eb] it gone?
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bb] So give me one shot of whiskey and _ [Ab] _
_ [Eb] two lines of cocaine, _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ and tell [Eb] everyone who I [Bb] love that [Cm] I'm sorry but I'm built [Bb] this way. _ _ _
_ _ And if you see [Eb] my brother, _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ please tell him [Eb] I'm _ fine,
_ _ [Ab] _ _
and promise I'm trying [Bb] to get home for [Cm] Christmas, though I'm not sure [Bb] quite why. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Mercy me, oh [Bb] my God, [Cm] I'm afraid that I'm losing [Ab] my mind. _
_ _ _ _ _ Mercy me, oh my [Bb] God, [Cm] I'm afraid that I'm [Eb] losing [Ab] my mind. _ _ _
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