Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Chorus: F C Been gettin' high and hittin' new lows left F and right If I'm gonna sink down, don't you know I'm C gonna do it up right? F Well, I'm headed for the bottom, Lord there A# F ain't no end in sight C Just gettin' high and hittin' new lows left F and right
Verse 1: A# F Well I woke up facedown in a parkin' lot (yes I did) A# C I was plastered in my puke and gettin' kicked around by a cop F He said "Son, this ain't no campground," A# F then he read me my rights C Then he hauled me to the jailhouse for the F night Chorus: F C For gettin' high and hittin' new lows left F and right If I'm gonna sink down, don't you know I'm C gonna do it up right? F Yeah, I'm headed for the bottom, Lord there A# F ain't no end in sight C Just gettin' high and hittin' new lows left F and right Verse 2: A# If I keep headin' for the bottom, I'm bound F for a coffin I swear A# Between the beer and oxycontin, hell I C oughten already be there F So I'll stick to pills and whiskey, 'cause A# F that's my favorite form of suicide C F And I'll be hittin' new lows until I die Chorus: F C Been gettin' high and hittin' new lows left F and right If I'm gonna sink down, don't you know I'm C gonna do it up right? F Yeah, I'm headed for the bottom, Lord there A# F ain't no end in sight C Just gettin' high and hitting new lows left F and right
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