INTRO
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A E D C#m/A
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VERSE 1
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I broke free on a Saturday morning, I put the pedal too the floor
A C#m D A
Headed north on Mills Avenue and listened to the engine roar
A E C#m D C#m A
A C#m E D C#m A
A C#m/E
My broken house behind me and good things ahead,
D/C#m A
a girl named Cathy wants a little of my time
A C#m/E
Six cylinders underneath the hood crashing and kicking
D/C#m A
aha! listen to the engine whine
CHORUS
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I am going to make it through this year if it kill me
A C#m/E D C#m/A
I am going to make it though this year if it kills me
VERSE 2
A C#m/E
I played video games in a drunken haze,
D C#m/A
I was seventeen years young
A C#m/E
Hurt my knuckles punching the machines
D C#m/A
the taste of scotch rich on my tongue
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A E
And then Cathy showed up and we hung out
D A
trading swigs from a bottle all bitter and clean
A E
locking eyes holding hands
D A
twin high maintenance machines
CHORUS
A C#m/E D C#m/A
I am going to make it through this year if it kill me
A C#m/E D C#m/A
I am going to make it though this year if it kills me
BRIDGE
F#m A
I drove home in the California dusk,
F#m A
I could feel the alcohol inside of me hum
F#m A
Pictured the look on my stepfather's face,
D Em
ready for the bad things to come.
VERSE 3
A E
I down shifted as I pulled into the driveway,
D C#m/A
the motor screaming out stuck in second gear
A E
The scene ends badly as you might imagine
D C#m/A
in a cavalcade of anger and fear
A E/C#m D Em
There will be feasting and dancing in Jerusalem next year
CHORUS
A C#m/E D C#m/A
I am going to make it through this year if it kill me
A C#m/E D C#m/A
I am going to make it though this year if it kills me