CHORUS:
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F C G
I just break out a bottle of my fav'rite booze
G
F C G
And drink it up to the T-V's midnight news
G
A
When it's three quarters gone I start to sno-oze
D
G
And I guess that's what you have to call the blues
D
G
G
D
In the morning she walks in the door Just to
call me a stupid bore
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A
G
D
Then she sends me off to work some mo-re What
did that woman marry m-e for?
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G
G
D
She leaves me ev'ry night Just when I turn out
the light
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A
G
D
My nights are always quite a si-ght She leaves
me ev'ry night