Old Number Seven Chords by The Devil Makes Three

[Start]

[Intro]
Bm F#7 F# E7 E F# Bm F#
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E7 F# Bm
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[Verse]
  Bm                                 
I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
F#                                          
Apedal to the metal always did what I's told
E                                         
'til I found out that my brand new clothes
F#                                            
Acame second hand from the rich kids next door
Bm                                       
And I grew up fast I guess I grew up mean
F#                                                          
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
E                                             
And now I just wander through a real bad dream
F#                                         
Afeelin' like I'm comin' apart at the seams
Bm                                      F#   
Well thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
                                     F#    
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven


[Chorus]
E                                   
An'a angels start to look good to me
F#                                               
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep
Bm                                    F#   
Oh thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
                                     F#    
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E                                     
An'a I know I can't stay here too long
F#                                     Bm   
'cause I can't go a week without doin' wrong
        F#         
Without doin' wrong
E                  
Without doin' wrong
F#                 
Without doin' wrong


[Inst]
Bm F# E F#7 F#
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[Verse]
Bm                                                    
So I'm sittin' as the barstool it starts to grow roots
F#                                           
I'm feelin' like an old wornout pair of shoes
C#m        E                          
Oh tell me what is it that I should do
F#       C#sus4           F#7                        
When I'm aswimmin' in the liquor only halfway through
Bm                                                     
So I'm watchin' as his wings spread as wide as could be
F#                                  
Acome on now and wrap them around me


[Chorus]
E                                           
'cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep
F#                                
Acome down here and lay next to me
Bm                                         
Oh thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
F#                                         
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E                                     
An'a up here the bottle never runs dry
F#                                                 
And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes
Bm                                    F#   
Oh thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven
                                     F#    
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
E                                   
An'a angels start to look good to me
F#                                           Bm   
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deeps
       F#         
To the fiery deeps
E      F#   
To the fiery


[Outro]
F#7 Bm F#7 E7 F#7 Bm F#7 Bm
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F#7 E7 F#7
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[End]