Intro: Bb F
Here we go
Bb F
Got dirt got air got water and I know you can carry on
Bb F
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say
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Have one have twenty more one mores and oh it does not relent
Bb F
The good times are killing me
Bb
Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
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who didn't like what I said
Bb
The good times are killing me
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night
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oh but what the hell did we say
The good times are killing me
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The good times are killing me
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The good times are killing me
Gm F
Fed up with all that LSD
Gm F
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines
Gm F
Late nights with warm warm whiskey
Gm F
I guess the good times they were all just killing me
Bb F
Got dirt got air got water and I know you can carry on
Bb F
The good times are killing me
Bb F
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug
Bb F
The good times are killing me
BbF
Have one have twenty more one mores and oh it does not relent
BbF
The good times are killing me
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Shit-kicker city slickers
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who all wanted me dead
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The good times are killing me
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Get sucked in and stuck in late nights
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with more folks that I don't know
Bb F
The good times are killing me