Capo: 3
(Intro.)
[Am] [C] [G] [Dm]
[Am] [C] [G] [Dm] [Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
(Verse)
[Am]Simple as my [C]mama said when [G]I was very [Dm]young
She [Am]told me not to [C]worry, son, one [G]day you'll be some-[Dm]one
But [Am]here I am at [C]twenty one as [G]loaded as a stage-[Dm]coach shotgun
I'm [Am]sorry mamma, [C]please don't look at [G]me [Dm]
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
(Verse)
Yeah, when I [Am]got to Oklahoma, I was [C]seventeen
My papa [G]taught me how to work, and Lord, [Dm]he was mean
[Am]Workin' all day in that [C]August heat
And he [G]taught me how to fish, my uncle [Dm]taught me how to drink
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
(Verse)
Well, I [Am]went California and I [C]had me a band
And we [G]played in all the bars in all the [Dm]Southern lands
We [Am]played all night and we [C]drank for free
[G]All of my boys and [Dm]me
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
(Chorus)
[Am]Now I'm [C]23
And therе [G]ain't nobody who can [Dm]drink like me
[Am]Soon I'll be [C]24
And thе [G]Lord knows that I can't [Dm]drink no more
[Am]I know I shoulda [C]taken it slow
It's [G]not the way that [Dm]my life [Am]goes [C]
Now I [G]know [Dm]
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
When you're [Am]passed out [C]on the [G]floor
You’re [Dm]sober by 24 [Am]
[Am] [C] [G] [Dm]
(Verse)
Well, I [Am]had a girl who loved me the [C]whole damn time
And [G]I'd drink my whiskey and [Dm]she'd drink wine
But [Am]soon, my bottle was [C]too much to compa-[G]ny [Dm]
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
Yeah, we’d [Am]sit on the river and we’d [C]fish all day
And we'd [G]drive across the country, let the [Dm]radio play
[Am]Seven damn years, I [C]never thought she'd [G]leave [Dm]
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
(Chorus)
[Am]Now I'm [C]23 and therе [G]ain't nobody who can [Dm]drink like me
[Am]Soon I'll be [C]24, and thе [G]Lord knows that I can't [Dm]drink no more
[Am]I know I shoulda [C]taken it slow
It's [G]not the way that [Dm]my life goes
[Am] [C] Lord, I [G]know [Dm]
When you're [Am]passed out [C]on the [G]floor
You’re [Dm]sober by twenty [Am]four
[Dm] [Dm] [Dm]
(Verse)
[Am]Simple as my [C]mama said when [G]I was very [Dm]young
She [Am]told me not to [C]worry, son, one [G]day you'll be some-[Dm]one
But [Am]here I am at [C]twenty one
As [G]loaded as a stage-[Dm]coach shotgun
I'm [Am]sorry mamma, [C]please don't look at [G]me [Dm] [Am]
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