Biografía:
Corey Smith (born in Jefferson, Georgia) is a country/rock/blues singer and guitarist.
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Otras canciones:
- F**k The Po-po
- I'm Drinking Again
- If Thats Country
- Next Year
- Wishin I Was 21
- As Angels Cry
- Be The Change
- Bottle
- Broken Record
- Carolina
- Cherokee Rose
- Drinkin Again
- Every Dawg
- First Dance
- Flip
- From A Distance
- Good Life
- Happy Ever After
- I Cant Help Myself
- I Love Everyone
- If I Could Do It Again
- Im Drinking Again
- Im Not Gonna Cry
- In Love With A Memory
- In The Mood
- Keeping Up With The Joneses
- Let Me Love You On A Backroad
- Love Says It All
- Redneck In Me
- Something To Lose
- Stand Our Ground
- Technology
- The Baseball Song
- The Lord Works In A Strange Way
- Twenty
- What Happened
- Wreckage
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Corey Smith: Drinkin’ Again
Capo 4th Fret
Inrto
A E D A F#m G D
A
Feels like a Friday night
F#m G
But it's only Monday afternoon
D
Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room
A
It's just me and fifth of Beam
F#m G
Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
D
And it won't be long 'til the whole damn bottle's gone
A F#m
And I know it might sound sad
G
But to tell the truth it ain't half bad
I love my misery
D
Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey
E A
I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin' in
G D
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
A F#m G D
I'm drinkin' again
A
I've got no friends to call
F#m G
They've all straightened up and settled down
D
And they don't ever wanna hang around
A
But I guess I understand
F#m G
This house ain't much for company
D
Smells like a cesspool here
It's stinkin' nasty
A
And you might say I'm bad off
F#m G
But I chose the road I strumbled across
I picked my poison
D
Give me another shot of bourbon
E A
Cause I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
G D
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
A
I'm drinkin' again
A
Well fortunately for me I find relief
F#m
When the world is weighin' down on me
G
I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill
D
Turn the radio up, sit back and chill
A
Pretend my life is a bed of roses
F#m
Try not to notice all the ghosts
G
That are hauntin me and tauntin me
D
And wantin me to cut my wrists
So they can watch me bleed
A
And laugh at me, as I scream in agony
F#m
I get high for the sake of my family
G
Cause the alcohol is all that's helpin me
D
To cope since I went broke and lost my hope
A
I kicked my girl to the curb of the road
F#m
You know I couldn't afford to support us both
G
Hell I'm not rich, don't have a good job
D
Do construction work with this dude named Bob
A
And he's an ass. Yells at me all the time
F#m
Pays minimum wage on overtime
G
Still he's got it made, drives an Escalade
D
And gets two hundred times what I get paid
A
But that's okay.
I'll drink to his health and ruin mine
F#m
I'll chug liquor and he can sip red wine
G
And I'll be fine. Trying to find some peace
D
I'll quit payin' my rent and I'll break my lease
A
I'll live out on the streets and beg for change
F#m
Crawl in a box when it starts to rain
G
Forget my family and my friends
D
Forget the world, ya'll, I'm drinkin' again
E A
I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
G D
Sure, it's a sin, but I done lost control
A
And I'm drinkin' again y'all
F#m G D
I'm drinkin' again
A
I'm drinkin' again...
F#m
I done said goodbye
G D
To the twelve-step program
A
I'm drinkin' again...
Capo 4th Fret
Inrto
A E D A F#m G D
A
Feels like a Friday night
F#m G
But it's only Monday afternoon
D
Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room
A
It's just me and fifth of Beam
F#m G
Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
D
And it won't be long 'til the whole damn bottle's gone
A F#m
And I know it might sound sad
G
But to tell the truth it ain't half bad
I love my misery
D
Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey
E A
I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin' in
G D
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
A F#m G D
I'm drinkin' again
A
I've got no friends to call
F#m G
They've all straightened up and settled down
D
And they don't ever wanna hang around
A
But I guess I understand
F#m G
This house ain't much for company
D
Smells like a cesspool here
It's stinkin' nasty
A
And you might say I'm bad off
F#m G
But I chose the road I strumbled across
I picked my poison
D
Give me another shot of bourbon
E A
Cause I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
G D
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
A
I'm drinkin' again
A
Well fortunately for me I find relief
F#m
When the world is weighin' down on me
G
I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill
D
Turn the radio up, sit back and chill
A
Pretend my life is a bed of roses
F#m
Try not to notice all the ghosts
G
That are hauntin me and tauntin me
D
And wantin me to cut my wrists
So they can watch me bleed
A
And laugh at me, as I scream in agony
F#m
I get high for the sake of my family
G
Cause the alcohol is all that's helpin me
D
To cope since I went broke and lost my hope
A
I kicked my girl to the curb of the road
F#m
You know I couldn't afford to support us both
G
Hell I'm not rich, don't have a good job
D
Do construction work with this dude named Bob
A
And he's an ass. Yells at me all the time
F#m
Pays minimum wage on overtime
G
Still he's got it made, drives an Escalade
D
And gets two hundred times what I get paid
A
But that's okay.
I'll drink to his health and ruin mine
F#m
I'll chug liquor and he can sip red wine
G
And I'll be fine. Trying to find some peace
D
I'll quit payin' my rent and I'll break my lease
A
I'll live out on the streets and beg for change
F#m
Crawl in a box when it starts to rain
G
Forget my family and my friends
D
Forget the world, ya'll, I'm drinkin' again
E A
I'm drinkin' again
D E A
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
D C#m Bm A
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
G D
Sure, it's a sin, but I done lost control
A
And I'm drinkin' again y'all
F#m G D
I'm drinkin' again
A
I'm drinkin' again...
F#m
I done said goodbye
G D
To the twelve-step program
A
I'm drinkin' again...
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