Old Number 7 - The Devil Makes Three
Intro
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1.
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Bm I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
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Pedal to the metal, always did what I's told
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'Til I found out that my brand new clothes
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Came second hand from the rich kids next door
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When I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean
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There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
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And now I just wandered through a real bad dream
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Feelin' like I'm comin' apart at the seams
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Well, thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven and uh,
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E7 Angels start to look good to me
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They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep
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Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven and uh,
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E7 I know I can't stay here too long
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'Cause I can't go a week without doin' wrong
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Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
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Without doin' wrong (Drinkin' in heaven)
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Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)
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E7 (Drinkin' in heaven)
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2.
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So I'm sitting as the bar stool, it starts to grow roots
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Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
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Tell me what is it I should do
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When I'm swimming in the liquor only half way through
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So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be
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Come on now and wrap them around me
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'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep
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Come down here and lay next to me, awww
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Bm
Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven and uh,
E7
E7 Up here the bottle never runs dry
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And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes, aww
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Thank you Jack Daniels, Old Number Seven
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Tennessee Whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven and uh,
E7
Angels start to look good to me
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They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven)
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To the fiery deeps (Drinkin' in heaven)
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To the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven)
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To the fiery deeps (Drinkin' in heaven)
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