D You thought I'd die Bm A When you said goodbye D Bm A For a minute I thought that I would D And there for awhile Bm A Couldn't even fake a smile D Bm A Even if the bad joke sounded good D I went off the rails Bm A Thought hell, might as well D Bm A Rock bottom was calling my name D Bm A But lookin' back now I oughta be D In the moving on hall of fame Chorus: G It wasn't my buddies A It wasn't my momma D Bm A It wasn't no self-help how-to G It wasn't old records A It wasn't old flames D Bm A Or dancing with somebody new G Tequila made me crazy Bm Cold beer wouldn't do Em Asus4 D So I whiskey'd my way over you You saw me out on a Friday downtown With a smile that came stumblin' back in Guess that killed your mood 'cause you did what you do Turned around and walked out again So pour a little more bourbon Oh, it's the only thing been workin' Chorus G A D Whiskey'd my way Bm A G A Whiskey'd my way D Bm A Oh, oh, keep the bar keep workin' D Bm Oh, oh, pour it on this hurtin' Chorus: It wasn't my buddies It wasn't my momma It wasn't no self-help how-to It wasn't old records And it wasn't old flings Or dancin' with somebody new Tequila made me crazy Cold beer wouldn't do So I whiskey'd my way over you Tequila didn't cut it Cold beer was no use So I whiskey'd my way over you | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Asus4 D Em G Bm |