Whiskey Lows - Live

Common Hymnal · Common Hymnal
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[Verse 1]
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Sometimes I don’t feel my highest
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It’s like I reach up
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And find that I’m not the tallest
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Like my good just ain’t good enough
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My honest ain’t true enough
Gm
And my world is a sad kind  of blue
Bb
I look to the heavens for something
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to pull me through.

[Chorus]
C
Well Lord, I’ve been drinking
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But Jesus is praying for me
C
And I hear Him calling whenever
Bb         F
I fall to my knees
Dm
Well, I’ve had my share
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of Sunday whiskey lows
Gm
But He’s filling my cup with
Bb             F
the sweetest I’ll ever know.

[Verse 2]
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Sometimes that whiskey don’t sting
Bb
And sometimes that old
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Bourbon makes me sing
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I can’t tell if I’m numb
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To the pain or if I’m going insane
Gm
But I’m losing my sense of time
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So I call on Jesus ‘cause He is
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a friend of mine

[Chorus]
C
Well Lord, I’ve been drinking
Bb          F
But Jesus is praying for me
C
And I hear Him calling whenever
Bb         F
I fall to my knees
Dm
Well, I’ve had my share
Bb             F
of Sunday whiskey lows
Gm
But He’s filling my cup with
Bb             F
the sweetest I’ll ever know.

[Bridge]
Eb           Bb
Well, I heard from a friend of a friend
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You walked on water
Eb                       Bb
And I heard that You dry every tear,
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And that Your love  is stronger
Dm
Than what’s in my glass
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And what’s in my past
Gm                   Bb
You say hurting hearts don’t last.

[Chorus]
C
Well Lord, I’ve been drinking
Bb          F
But Jesus is praying for me
C
And I hear Him calling whenever
Bb         F
I fall to my knees
Dm
Well, I’ve had my share
Bb             F
of Sunday whiskey lows
Gm
But He’s filling my cup with
Bb             F
the sweetest I’ll ever know.

[Chorus 2]
C
Oh Lord, I’ve been drinking
Bb         F
But Jesus is praying for me
C
And I hear Him calling whenever
Bb         F
I fall to my knees
Dm
Well, I’ve had my share
Bb            F
of Sunday whiskey lows
Gm
But He’s filling my cup
Bb
with the sweetest.

[Outro]
Gm                     Bb
He’s filling my cup with the sweetest
Gm
I know He’s filling my cup
Bb
with the sweetest
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I’ll ever know