Tom: A
Introdução:
A
Just pour me sorrow on the rocks, bartender
D
Sorrow on the rocks will do
A
I'm tryin' to drown my troubles
G D
So make it a double mhm mhm mhm
D
The seat of my pants is slick from my barstool
and my hand's in the shape of a glass
G D
One broken heart can do strange things to a fellow who can't take pain
But in this hundred proof condition I'm in no position to take her back again
D
Looks like the hair on my head ain't never met a comb
and my face is a bearded mess
G D
The music on the jukebox don't mean a thing cause I'm too far gone for a song
I sure feel bad cause my baby ain't here and I'm sorry that I done her wrong