Casey Donahew Band
"Moving On"
Moving On
Two packs a day and a smoker's [A]cough
She told me quit and I flipped her [E]off
Everybody thinks they know whats [B]best for me
They're all too[A] blind to see that I walk a[E]lone
A squealin tires and a door [A]slam
She's drunk again, I don't give a [E]damn
Everybody's got their own c[B]ross to bear
Stop acting like [A]I should care, cause I don't con[E]done
Chorus:
Now it's [B]judgement day, I got the devil to pay
And I'm [A]riding shotgun down a burning highway to[E]night
I'm searching for a [B]state of execution
Maybe just an [A]ounce of absolution to make things [E]right
And if I'm [B]high, I'm elevated
I'm not [A]worn, I'm a little faded but I'm not [E]gone
And if I [B]had it my way, I'd find m[A]e another day to say
I'm moving [E]on
Solo
I kicked the hinge right off the door
Shattered glass across the floor
An old syringe and a bag of pills
That's where she finds her thrills
But I think she's lost
And I dont have any regrets
But I'm not finished yet
Bloodshot eyes and whiskey breath
Some things are worse than death
But I hate the cost
Chorus
Watch me--I'm moving on...
Solo
Chorus
"Moving On"
Moving On
Two packs a day and a smoker's [A]cough
She told me quit and I flipped her [E]off
Everybody thinks they know whats [B]best for me
They're all too[A] blind to see that I walk a[E]lone
A squealin tires and a door [A]slam
She's drunk again, I don't give a [E]damn
Everybody's got their own c[B]ross to bear
Stop acting like [A]I should care, cause I don't con[E]done
Chorus:
Now it's [B]judgement day, I got the devil to pay
And I'm [A]riding shotgun down a burning highway to[E]night
I'm searching for a [B]state of execution
Maybe just an [A]ounce of absolution to make things [E]right
And if I'm [B]high, I'm elevated
I'm not [A]worn, I'm a little faded but I'm not [E]gone
And if I [B]had it my way, I'd find m[A]e another day to say
I'm moving [E]on
Solo
I kicked the hinge right off the door
Shattered glass across the floor
An old syringe and a bag of pills
That's where she finds her thrills
But I think she's lost
And I dont have any regrets
But I'm not finished yet
Bloodshot eyes and whiskey breath
Some things are worse than death
But I hate the cost
Chorus
Watch me--I'm moving on...
Solo
Chorus