Capo on 2nd fret
[D]I'm on my second cup of coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] day
[D]I'm thinking of the[F#m] lady who got[G] lost along the[A] way
And if [D]I don't stop this trembling hand fro[Em]m reaching for th[G]e phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the bottle Lord, be[A]fore this day is[D] done
[D]I'm on my second cup of coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] day
[D]The room was filled with l[F#m]aughs as we[G] danced the night [A]away
But my [D]sleep was filled with dreaming of [Em]the wrongs that I hav[G]e done
And the[D] gentle sweet reminder of a daugh[A]ter and a [D]son
[G]Sitting alone, my [D]friends have all gone home
You never know when they'll come dropping[A] in
[G]Thinking of girls with their[D] fingers in my curls
Too young to understand how love be[A]gins
[D]I'm on my second cup of coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] dawn
The radio is [F#m]playing a so[G]ft country [A]song
And if[D] I don't stop this trembling hand from[Em] reaching for the [G]phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the bottle Lord, b[A]efore this day is[D] done
[G]Sitting alone, my [D]friends have all gone home
They never were around when I needed [A]them
[G]Thinking of girls with their[D] fingers in my curls
Too young to understand how love be[A]gins
[D]I'm on my second cup of Coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] day
[D]I'm thinking of the[F#m] lady who got[G] lost along the[A] way
And if [D]I don't stop this trembling hand fro[Em]m reaching for th[G]e phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the [G]bottle Lord, bef[A]ore this day is [D]done
A[D]nd if I don't stop this trembling ha[Em]nd from reaching [G]for the phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the b[G]ottle Lord, bef[A]ore this day is [D]done
[D]I'm on my second cup of coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] day
[D]I'm thinking of the[F#m] lady who got[G] lost along the[A] way
And if [D]I don't stop this trembling hand fro[Em]m reaching for th[G]e phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the bottle Lord, be[A]fore this day is[D] done
[D]I'm on my second cup of coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] day
[D]The room was filled with l[F#m]aughs as we[G] danced the night [A]away
But my [D]sleep was filled with dreaming of [Em]the wrongs that I hav[G]e done
And the[D] gentle sweet reminder of a daugh[A]ter and a [D]son
[G]Sitting alone, my [D]friends have all gone home
You never know when they'll come dropping[A] in
[G]Thinking of girls with their[D] fingers in my curls
Too young to understand how love be[A]gins
[D]I'm on my second cup of coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] dawn
The radio is [F#m]playing a so[G]ft country [A]song
And if[D] I don't stop this trembling hand from[Em] reaching for the [G]phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the bottle Lord, b[A]efore this day is[D] done
[G]Sitting alone, my [D]friends have all gone home
They never were around when I needed [A]them
[G]Thinking of girls with their[D] fingers in my curls
Too young to understand how love be[A]gins
[D]I'm on my second cup of Coffee and I[G] still can't face the[D] day
[D]I'm thinking of the[F#m] lady who got[G] lost along the[A] way
And if [D]I don't stop this trembling hand fro[Em]m reaching for th[G]e phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the [G]bottle Lord, bef[A]ore this day is [D]done
A[D]nd if I don't stop this trembling ha[Em]nd from reaching [G]for the phone
I'll be[D] reaching for the b[G]ottle Lord, bef[A]ore this day is [D]done
