Tom: G
Introdução:
G C G
I bang on the door, but she won't let me in
G D
'Cause you're sick and tired of me reeking of gin
G C G
You lock all the doors from the front to the back
G
And left me a note telling me I should pack
G C G
I walk in the bar and the fella's all cheer
G D
Order me up a whiskey and beer
G C G
If you ask me why I'm writting this poem
G
Some call it tavern, but I call it home
G C G
Fuck you I'm Drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
G D
Pour my beer down the sink, I've got more in the trunk
G C G
Fuck you I'm drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
G
And I'm gonna be drunk 'till the next time I'm drunk
G C G
You've given me an option, you said I must choose
G D
'tween you an' the liquor, then I'll take the booze
G C G
I'm jumpin' on Western down to the southside
G
Where I'll sit down and exercise my Irish Pride
G C G
Fuck you I'm Drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
G D
Pour my beer down the sink, I've got more in the trunk
G C G
Fuck you I'm drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
G
And I'm gonna be drunk 'till the next time I'm drunk