D
G/E
D/F#
Gsus2
G
Asus4
A
D
G/D
D
My b
D
ulldog is barking in
G/D
the
D
backyard
D7
En
G
ough to raise a dead man from
D/F#
his
g
E
rave
And I
D
can’t concentrate on what I’m
B
doing
Dis
E
turbance going to crucify my
A
days
D/B
A/C#
And the
D
days they get longer and longer
B
D7/F#
And the
G
nighttime is a time of li
F#
ttle
E
use
For I
D
just get ugly a
A/C#
nd o
B
lder
I get
E
juiced on
A
Mateus and just hang
D
loose
And I ge
Bm7
t bombed for breakfast in the
G7
morning
I get
Bm7
bombed for dinner time and t
G7
ea
I dress in
D
rags, smell a
A
lot, and have a
G
real good time
I’m a ge
D
nuine example
A
of a s
D/B
ocia
A/C#
l
D
disease
G/D
D
My landlady lives in a caravan
Well that is when she isn’t in my arms
And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness
But my liquor also helps to grease her palms
And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
And they’re falling apart at the seams
Well I just get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams
D
I’m a genuine example o
A
f a so
D/B
cial
A/C#
d
D
isease
G/D
D
G
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