[Intro]
A F#m Bm E (x2)
[Verse]
[A]I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle
down this win[F#m]ding country road
And I p[Bm]ass the gravel on the foot of the hill
Where la[E]st week I fell off
Ther[A]e's still some oil by the old elm tree
And a d[F#m]ead squirrel that I hit
But if I ha[Bm]dn't left I would have struck you dead
So I to[E]ok a ride instead
[Chorus]
Bottoming o[A]ut, bottoming [F#m]out
Bottoming o[Bm]ut, bottoming o[E]ut
[Verse]
[A]My doctor says, she hopes I know
How lu[F#m]cky I can be
Af[Bm]ter all, it wasn't my blood
Mixed in the di[E]rt that night
But this vi[A]olent rage that's turned inward
Can n[F#m]ot be held by a drink
And [Bm]we must really examine this and I say
[E]"I need another drink."
[Chorus]
Bottoming o[A]ut, bottoming [F#m]out
Bottoming o[Bm]ut, bottoming o[E]ut
[Verse]
I'm tea[A]ring down Route 80 east
The s[F#m]un's on my right side
I'm dr[Bm]unk, but my vision's good
And I th[E]ink of my child bride
And o[A]n the left in shadows, I see
Some[F#m]thing that makes me laugh
I a[Bm]im that bike at the fat pothole
[E]Beyond that underpass
[Chorus]
Bottoming o[A]ut, bottoming [F#m]out
Bottoming o[Bm]ut, bottoming o[E]ut
A F#m Bm E (x2)
[Verse]
[A]I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle
down this win[F#m]ding country road
And I p[Bm]ass the gravel on the foot of the hill
Where la[E]st week I fell off
Ther[A]e's still some oil by the old elm tree
And a d[F#m]ead squirrel that I hit
But if I ha[Bm]dn't left I would have struck you dead
So I to[E]ok a ride instead
[Chorus]
Bottoming o[A]ut, bottoming [F#m]out
Bottoming o[Bm]ut, bottoming o[E]ut
[Verse]
[A]My doctor says, she hopes I know
How lu[F#m]cky I can be
Af[Bm]ter all, it wasn't my blood
Mixed in the di[E]rt that night
But this vi[A]olent rage that's turned inward
Can n[F#m]ot be held by a drink
And [Bm]we must really examine this and I say
[E]"I need another drink."
[Chorus]
Bottoming o[A]ut, bottoming [F#m]out
Bottoming o[Bm]ut, bottoming o[E]ut
[Verse]
I'm tea[A]ring down Route 80 east
The s[F#m]un's on my right side
I'm dr[Bm]unk, but my vision's good
And I th[E]ink of my child bride
And o[A]n the left in shadows, I see
Some[F#m]thing that makes me laugh
I a[Bm]im that bike at the fat pothole
[E]Beyond that underpass
[Chorus]
Bottoming o[A]ut, bottoming [F#m]out
Bottoming o[Bm]ut, bottoming o[E]ut