If I had the choice,
I don?t ne[Em]ed another second
give me fiv[C]e more minutes for packing,
and I?ll be g[D]one
and I will wr[G]ite you in my songs,
don?t bl[Em]ame me when I?m drunk
just vis[C]it me if you?re wond[D]ering how things are g[G]oing.
Give me fo[C]ur wheels and a six[D]string,
a bot[G]tle of booze a [Em]day
and I?ll pl[C]ay my songs,
and get was[D]ted on my [G]way.
Well the things aren?t always shiny,
but it?s always better than rain
and the whiskey will chase the clouds,
then the sun will find her way
and when I?ll wake up every morning,
and I?ll think about you back home
I will drink another glass,
for all those moments I?m feeling alone.
Give me four wheels and a sixstring,
a bottle of booze a day
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted on my way.
[Em] Could you tell to me what?s[C] so great,
of being a s[G]lave for something that [D]you hate
4[Em]5 years of regrets, [C]
I prefer this ro[D]ad until I?m d[G]ead.
Give me four wheels and a sixstring,
a bottle of booze a day
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted on my way
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted on my way
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted everyday
I don?t ne[Em]ed another second
give me fiv[C]e more minutes for packing,
and I?ll be g[D]one
and I will wr[G]ite you in my songs,
don?t bl[Em]ame me when I?m drunk
just vis[C]it me if you?re wond[D]ering how things are g[G]oing.
Give me fo[C]ur wheels and a six[D]string,
a bot[G]tle of booze a [Em]day
and I?ll pl[C]ay my songs,
and get was[D]ted on my [G]way.
Well the things aren?t always shiny,
but it?s always better than rain
and the whiskey will chase the clouds,
then the sun will find her way
and when I?ll wake up every morning,
and I?ll think about you back home
I will drink another glass,
for all those moments I?m feeling alone.
Give me four wheels and a sixstring,
a bottle of booze a day
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted on my way.
[Em] Could you tell to me what?s[C] so great,
of being a s[G]lave for something that [D]you hate
4[Em]5 years of regrets, [C]
I prefer this ro[D]ad until I?m d[G]ead.
Give me four wheels and a sixstring,
a bottle of booze a day
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted on my way
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted on my way
and I?ll play my songs,
and get wasted everyday
