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From The Bottle To The Bottom

Tom: G

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           G 
You ask me if I'm happy now
                                                               D 
That's good as any joke I've heard
It seems that since I've seen you last
                                                                       G 
I done forgot the meaning of the words
If happiness is empty rooms
                                                               G 
Well I suppose I'm happy as a clam
         D 
But if it's got a thing to do
With smilin' of forgettin' you
                                                                             G 
Well I don't guess that I could say I am
                   G 
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
                                                                                       D 
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
                                                                                                                                   G 
He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
                                                                                           C 
Because he's never seen a single dream come true
                         D 
That's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started falling
from the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
                                                                       G 
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you
(verse 2)
                   G 
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
                                                                                       D 
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
                                                                                                                                   G 
He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
                                                                                           C 
Because he's never seen a single dream come true
                         D 
That's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started falling
from the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
                                                                       G-  D-  G 
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you