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Quit Drinkin' Tomorrow
04:02
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My baby said Doug you been drinkin' too much
Your breath smells like stale whiskey and such
You been stumbling 'round, breakin' my favorite things
It's gettin' to the point I've had enough
You can quit drinkin or just pack your stuff
I said wait a minute baby
I'll quit drinkin' tomorrow
CH
I'll quit drinkin' tomorrow
That's just what I'm gonna do
To my bartender's sorrow
I'll quit drinkin' for you
I might be just another drunken bum
But as far as I can tell tomorrow never comes
I wake up every morning thankin' the Lord for today
My boss said Doug can ya step in here,
Close the door behind you you smell like a beer
Don't you realize, we frown upon that kind of thing around here
Maybe if you need it we can get you some help
Maybe you just wanna quit drinkin yourself
I said "I got this boss"
I'll quit drinkin' tomorrow
CH
I'll quit drinkin' tomorrow
That's just what I'm gonna do
To my bartender's sorrow
I'll quit drinkin' for you
I might be just another drunken bum
But as far as I can tell tomorrow never comes
I wake up every morning thankin' the Lord for today
The doc said Doug you gotta quit real soon
You liver's swoll up like a party balloon
He said, I can't give more than three or four more years
Maybe if you really don't care 'bout yourself
Think about your kids, take care of your health
I said "what's up Doc?"
I'll quit drinkin' tomorrow
CH
I'll quit drinkin' tomorrow
That's just what I'm gonna do
To my bartender's sorrow
I'll quit drinkin' for you
I might be just another drunken bum
But as far as I can tell tomorrow never comes
I wake up every morning thankin' the Lord for today
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2. |
If You Can't Run
04:36
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3. |
I Don't Even Know
03:21
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4. |
Scars
03:45
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Scars
By Doug Williams
V1
C F C
I got scars on my knuckles and forearms, from punching out windows
C A- G
I got scars from motorcycle wrecks, on my knees and elbows
C F C
I got scars on my fingers from working to make an honest living
A- F G
I got scars on my face from taking the (stuff) that they're giving
CH1
A- G F C
They're my scars they make me me, they're the things that set me apart
A- G F C
And the only ones that you can't see, are the scars running cross my heart
V2
C F C
My beat up old Honda has almost as many as me
C A- G
And those scars keep people of our ass, when we're on the highway
C F C
Your scars tell a story that can only be read by a lover
A- F G
And you learn so much when you see the ones she tries to cover
CH2
A- G F C
They're her scars they make her her, no other way it ever were
G F C
And the scars on my baby's body are beautiful to me
V3
C F C
She's got little stretchy scars on the underside of her belly
C A- G
She's got three or four little ones from her surgery
C F C
She's got scars on her heart with my name written all over 'em
A- F G
Yet she chooses to love me, though I fail to see
BR
A- E- F C
Some of us have a scar, and we know just who we are
A- F G
Memories of when we were no good
A- E-
But before you try to hide it
F C
Just remember how you could have died it's
G F C
Just a subtle reminder to avoid that neighborhood
V4
C F C
You make me wanna ride the weather line, and work in the city
C A- G
You make me wanna walk the narrow line, and stay out of jail
C A- C
You make me wanna coach the little league, and work in the garden
A- F G
You make me wanna be a better man, than my scars will tell
CH3
A- G
Cos they're your scars and they make you you
F C
And you're the only one that I know who
G F C
Knows the scars on my soul and body better than I do
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5. |
Ugly Love Song
03:54
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6. |
Let The Sun Shine
05:45
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Let the sun shine
Let the rain fall
Let the grass grow in your mind
Let the moon rise
Let the tide get high
Let the space make way for time
Let the oppressed
Cry for justice
Independence true and fine
Give us peace now
Give us freedom
Give a way to pass the time
Give us thy will be done
Give us a handgun
And a jones that won't go away
Persecution
And pollution
Politicians that like it that way
Let the sun shine
Let the rain fall
Let the grass grow in your mind
Let the sun shine
Let the rain fall
Let the grass grow in your mind
Let the sun shine in
Let the rain fall down
Let the grass grow high
Let the sun shine in
Let the rain fall down
Let the grass grow high
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7. |
Electric Toothbrush
04:16
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Electric Toothbrush
D G A vamp 2X
D G
I don't need to go to the dentist no more
A D
Cos I got an electric toothbrush
D G
I don't even to know where I'm goin'
A D
Cos I've got a GPS
D G
I don't really see why I should try to sing in key
A D
Cos I've got an auto tuner
D G
Everybody's all about the easy way out
CH
E- G D
When the robots have taken over
E- G D And we are only kept around for maintenance
E- G D
Will the Tom Sawyers among us, call the others over
E- G A
And ask us what we're willing, to pay to help paint the fence
DGA vamp 8X
D G
Everybody knows it weren't the regular Joes
A D
That caused the financial crises
D G
It was the elite that work on wall street
A D
Any idiot can see that
D G
Still we want to fight about the left and right
A D
We let the television fool us
D G
Meanwhile the crooks keep cookin' the books
A D
With help from the republicrats
E- G D G
And when the robots have got us by the balls
E- G D And we are ground up into grease for the great machine
E- G D G
Will we put one another up against the wall
E- G A (run out 8 bars)
Telling ourselves fairy tales, to keep our consciences clean
DGA vamp 8X
D G
I don't need to go to the dentist no more
A D
Cos I got an electric toothbrush
D G
I don't even to know where I'm goin'
A D
Cos I've got a GPS
D G
I don't really see why I should try to sing in key
A D
Cos I've got an auto tuner
D G
Everybody's all about the easy way out
CH
E- G D
When the robots have taken over
E- G D And we are only kept around for maintenance
E- G D
Will the Tom Sawyers among us, call the others over
E- G A
And ask us what we're willing, to pay to help paint the fence
DGA vamp 4X sharp stop
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8. |
Pretty Good Dog
03:18
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You came to me in my time of need
When I was sad and all alone
You walked into my broken life
And patched up all the holes
You gave me something to try for
Somebody to love
A little bit of real evidence
There's someone up above
CH
Isn't that a good dog
Isn't that a pretty dog
Isn't that a pretty good dog
Isn't that a good dog
Isn't that a pretty dog
Isn't that a pretty good dog
You always loved my cats
You never ate a single one
I can forgive you for the gerbils
Cos you were just a dog
And although you loved to wander
It never made you roam
At the end of the day
You'd always pack it up
And come on home
CH
Isn't that a good dog
Isn't that a pretty dog
Isn't that a pretty good dog
Isn't that a good dog
Isn't that a pretty dog
Isn't that a pretty good dog
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This Livin’ (Ain’t No Livin’)
Female voice
D A
I hate to ask you, but where the hell you been?
E- G
You look like death warmed over, stink like gin
D A
Did it even cross you mind, that you might call
E- G
Or is it too much to ask to call someone, even if you’re just out havin’ fun
D A E- G D
Or maybe I’m the lucky one, that you ever come home at all
Male voice
D A
Baby please let up on me, I can’t walk straight and I can barely see
G E-
I’ve had some heavy things on me, I had to think on through
D A
I had some drinks down at Smokey’s bar, took a cab home
Johnny helped me with my car,
E- G D
I had some thinkin’ to do, and I didn’t wanna talk to you
Chorus
T D A
This livin' . . . ain't no livin'
T G E-
Forgivin' you over and over just for livin' like you
F D
We gotta quit livin' this lie
M A
If we do it's gonna make me cry
T G E-
this livin' . . . ain't no livin' that's for sure
T D A E- G D
This livin'. . . ain't no livin', and I don't think I. . . can live with it. . . anymore
V2 Female
D A
Almost complete now, your invisibility
E- G
Damn hard to live with a man, you can barely see
D A
Did it ever cross your mind, to bring some lousy flowers home
G
Or was it too much to ask to show someone
E-
That you love ‘em and that they’re the only one,
D A
Well it’s too late now, the damage is done
G D
And my heart’s already started to roam
Male voice
Baby tell me it ain’t true
Cos you know I’m still in love with you
I gave it my best, but my best didn’t seem to do
If you can give me one more chance
I’ll read all kindsa books about love and romance
I’ve had some thinking’ to do, and I really wanna talk to you
Chorus
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