Good chords by Jason Isbell

Good
By: Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit


INTRO: E  B  C#m  A


Verse I:

E                              B
You better watch yourself this time
                            C#m
Or you're waiting in a long line
                      A
Of kicking off a slow crime
E                               B
I guess the Devil wouldn't have you
                                    C#m
But you're used to what you're used to
                           A
You always seem to somehow make it through
  F#m                A
I know, I let myself go but
             E                          B     C
I try to lay low but it's so hard to be alone
  C#m                  A
I know I never took my own advice
                E                                B     C
Chased a couple rollin' dice somewhere I don't belong

Chorus:

C#m                 A
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
E                                B                  C
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
C#m                 A
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
E                                B                 C      C#m   A
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light


Verse II:

E                          B
Another night another rope burn
                            C#m
Well I guess that it was my turn
                        A
To wash all of the pain down
E                       B
Maybe you were just a decoy
                              C#m
It doesn't matter much to me, noise
                                 A
It covered up the voices I don't want to hear
F#m          A
I let myself go again
                   E                          B     C
I tried to let you go, but it's so hard to be alone
  C#m                  A
I know I never take my own advice
               E                                B     C
I get tired of playin nice and cut right to the bone


Chorus:

C#m                 A
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
E                                B                  C
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
C#m                 A
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
E                                B                 C      C#m   A
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light


Instrumental Break: (same as intro)  E  B  C#m  A

(KEY CHANGE)

Chorus:

D#m                 B
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
F#                               C#                 D
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
D#m                 B
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
F#                              C#                D      D#m   B
When all these shadows they get bigger and bigger in the light
              F#    C#  D
Bigger in the light


Outro: (same as chorus) C#m A E B C C#m A