Bm
I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
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Pedal to the metal always did what I was told
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'Till I found out that my brand new clothes
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Came second hand from the rich kids next door
Bm
When I grew up fast I guess I grew up mean
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There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
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And now I just wander through a real bad dream
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Feelin' like I'm coming apart at the seams
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinking in heaven
E
Angels start to look good to me
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They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinking in heaven
E
I know I can't stay here too long
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'Cause I can't go a week without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
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Without doin' wrong (Drinkin' in heaven)
E
Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
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Without doin' wrong (Drinkin' in heaven)
Bm
So I'm sitting as the bar stool it starts to grow roots
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Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
E
Tell me what is it that I should do
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When I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through
Bm
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be
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Come on now and wrap them around me
E
'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep
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Come down here and lay next to me
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinking in heaven
E
Up here the bottle never runs dry
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And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes
Bm
Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
F#
Tennessee Whiskey got me drinking in heaven
E
Angels start to look good to me
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They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep (Old Number Seven)
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To the fiery deep (Drinkin' in heaven)
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To the fiery deep (Old Number Seven)
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To the fiery deep (Drinkin' in heaven)