Chords for The Devil Makes Three - Old number 7

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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [Bm] I guess I grew up on an old dirt [F#] road, peddled through the metal, always did what I was [E] told.
Until I found out that my brand new [F#] clothes came second hand from the rich kids next door.
[Bm] And I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean.
[F#] There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen.
[E] And now I just wander through a real [A] bad dream, [F#] feeling like I'm coming apart [C#m] at the seams.
[Bm] But thank you Jack Daniels, oh number [F#] seven.
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven [E] and angels start to look good to me.
They're [F#] gonna have to deport me to the fiery depot.
[Bm] Thank you Jack Daniels, oh number seven.
[F#] Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven [E] and I know I can't stay here too [F#] long.
Cause I can't go a week without doing [Bm] wrong.
Oh, [F#] without doing wrong.
Without doing [E] wrong.
Oh, [F#m] without doing [F#] wrong.
Drinking [F#m] in heaven.
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_ [A] _ [F#] _ _ So [Bm] I'm sitting at the bar, so it's hard to grow roots.
[F#] I'm feeling like an old worn out pair [F#m] of shoes.
[E] Tell me what is it that I [A] should do when [F#] I'm swimming in the liquor [C] only half way [Bm] through.
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be.
[F#] Oh come on now and wrap them around me.
[E] Cause all I want to do now is fall [A] asleep.
[F#] Come down here and lay next to me.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels, oh number [F#] seven.
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven [E] and up here the bottle never [A] runs.
And I cry [F#] and you never wake up with those tears in your eyes.
[Bm] Oh, thank you Jack Daniels, oh number [F#] seven.
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in [E] heaven and angels start to look [A] good to me.
[F#] They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery [Bm] _
depots.
Oh, to the [F#] fiery depots.
Drinking in heaven.
To the [E] fiery depots.
Oh, number [F#] seven.
To the fiery depots.
Drinking in [E] heaven. _
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