Chayce Beckham - 23

CAPO: 1st FRET

INTRO:
D A Em Bm
D A Em Em Em Em

VERSE:
Bm D A Em
Simple as my mama said when I was very young
Bm D
She told me not to worry, son
A Em
One day you’ll be someone

Bm D
But here I am at twenty one
A Em
As loaded as a stagecoach shotgun
Bm
I’m sorry mamma
D A Em Em Em Em
Please don’t look at me

VERSE:
Bm D
Yeah, when I got to Oklahoma, I was seventeen
A Em
My papa taught me how to work, and Lord, he was mean
Bm D
Workin’ all day in that August heat
A
And he taught me how to fish
Em Em Em Em
My uncle taught me how to drink

VERSE:
Bm D
Well, I went California and I had me a band
A Em
And we played in all the bars in all the Southern lands
Bm D
We played all night and we drank for free
A Em Em Em Em
All of my boys and me

CHORUS:
Bm D A Em
Now I’m 23 and therе ain’t nobody who can drink like me
Bm D A E
Soon I’ll be 24, and thе Lord knows that I can’t drink no more

Bm D
I know I shoulda taken it slow
A E Bm D
It’s not the way that my life goes

A Em Em Em Em
Now I know

Bm D A
When you’re passed out on the floor
Em Bm D A Em Em Em Em
You’re sober by 24

VERSE:
Bm D
Well, I had a girl who loved me the whole damn time
A E
And I’d drink my whiskey and she’d drink wine
Bm D A Em Em Em Em
But soon, my bottle was too much to company

Bm D
Yeah, we’d sit on the river and we’d fish all day
A Em
And we’d drive across the country, let the radio play
Bm D A Em G
Seven damn years, I never thought she’d leave

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CHORUS:
Bm D A Em
Now I’m 23 and therе ain’t nobody who can drink like me
Bm D A E
Soon I’ll be 24, and thе Lord knows that I can’t drink no more

Bm D
I know I shoulda taken it slow
A E Bm D
It’s not the way that my life goes

A Em Em Em Em
Now I know

Bm D A
When you’re passed out on the floor
Em Bm D A Em Bm D A Em Em Em Em
You’re sober by 24

VERSE:
Bm D A Em
Simple as my mama said when I was very young
Bm D
She told me not to worry, son
A Em
One day you’ll be someone

Bm D
But here I am at twenty one
A Em
As loaded as a stagecoach shotgun
Bm
I’m sorry mamma
D A Em Em Bm
Please don’t look at me