Lost Weekend chords by The Beat Farmers

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Key: G

Verse 1:
G                D                   G
I guess I had myself some fun last night.
G                                 A7                D
I don't remember a thing but I'm tryin' with all my might.
C                           D
My brain is just a shameful blur
    G         F#/G   Em
But one thing is for sure.
C              D                C    Bm A G
I found myself another lost weekend.

Verse 2:
G                                   D               G
Well, my hands are sore and there's lumps upside my head.
G                     A7            D
Some teenage girl is sleepin' in my bed.
    C                   D
And if I don't lie down quick
    G          F#/G      Em
I believe that I'll get  sick.
C              D                C    Bm A G
Repentin' for another lost weekend.

Bridge:
C                 D
I wish somebody'd tell me
     G       F#/G   Em
Just who and what I did.
      C               D
Why's this ring on my finger?
    C                    D
And who's that screamin' kid?

Verse 3:
G                      D                     G
My phone is ringing; I hear I put on quite a show.
G                         A7          D
And the more I learn, the less I wanna know.
      C                      D
Well. I wanna dig a hole and die,
G              F#/G      Em
But I couldn't even if I tried.
C              D                C    Bm A G
I found myself another lost weekend.

solo over verse:
G  D  G
G  A7  D
C D G F#/G Em
C D C B A G

Bridge:
C                 D
I wish somebody'd tell me
     G       F#/G   Em
Just who and what I did.
      C               D
Why's this ring on my finger?
    C                    D
And who's that screamin' kid?

Verse 4:
    G                        D                      G
I'm prayin' to the porcelain God and I'm down on my knees.
G                            A7           D
That I'll swear off if he'll only help me please.
            C                     D
And with my guts runnin' down the drain
     G       F#/G  Em
I'll sing one last refrain.
C               D                C    Bm A G
I'll never find another lost weekend.
C                      D
I'll never find slow: another
       D         C    Bm A G
slow: lost weekend.