Gracefully Facedown

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Lately things ain't been going my way
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Consequently I've been drinking nearly every day
     A
It's hard to keep your head up when they're knocking you down
          D
So I been making that all go round
         D
Drinking bottom shelf bourbon to ease my mind
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Seems to work alright 'till closing time
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But you know you're gunna come down every night
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And there ain't no way you'll ever feel satisfied
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Ain't that hard to figure where to begin
     D
It's Friday night so I'm rushing in
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Like a fool I get it anywhere I can

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Well I'm having a hard time  Walking a straight line
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Seeing two of every single neon sign,  Well now
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You'll find me downtown   Gracefully facedown
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Just wishing I could feel alright
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Lately I've been wanderin' around with eyes closed
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It seems like I been heading down the wrong road
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 I thought I'd find my way by now
      D
But I still got lost somehow
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You see shots fall down from Heaven above,
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You might lose a friend you might fall in love,
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But you know you're gunna come down every night,
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And there ain't no way you'll ever feel satisfied
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Six in the morning 'till your dying day,
     D
It's straight bad news and bills to pay,
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But come five o'clock you're feeling good again

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Well I'm having a hard time  Walking a straight line
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Seeing two of every single neon sign,  Well now
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You'll find me downtown   Gracefully facedown
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Just wishing I could feel alright
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Well I been so high I hit my head on the ground,
    G
Sat up on the floor seems the room spin around,
             A
But when you squint real hard through the bottom of the bottle,
       D
Things really don't look so bad.
            D
You drink a cheap malt liquor from a 40 oz bottle
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 Hit some bourbon, (smoke 'em) if you've got 'em,**
        A
But you know you're gunna come down every night,
          D
And there ain't no way you'll ever feel satisfied,
    G
The years of my life I don't remember at all,
     D
Like one Friday evening I can barely recall,
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It was a sick situation in a bar room bathroom stall

D                          D7
Well I'm having a hard time  Walking a straight line
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Seeing two of every single neon sign,  Well now
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You'll find me downtown   Gracefully facedown
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Just wishing I could feel alright
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Yea, I'm wishing I could feel alright
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Yea, I'm wishing I could feel alright

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**TDM3 sing the line "Hit the bourbon, some pills if you've got 'em" -
But I prefer my slight alteration. ;)
I'm a big fan of accurate, legible, and neatly formatted charts that are
typically true to studio versions, with noted exceptions.
Any and all suggestions and corrections to my transcriptions are welcome

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