Capo: 4th fret [Verse 1] D Girl, I been D thinkin', this F#m drinkin', is G wreckin, my D health. Gut I D reckon, that's F#7 better, than G killin', my- Bm7 -self. It's been a long,hard F#m ride, right down Bm7 to the bottom. But I sing, the F#m blues,'cause G Lord knows I D got'em. But [Chorus] D I've been feelin purdy good, D goin' alright, got a pretty G woman comin' over to- D night. And I reckon that G things are gonna be al- D -right, when the mornin' A comes. A I hate to D tell ya it's the truth been D told, there's all just D souls tryin' not to get D sold. They never grow Bm up, just grow A old and lone-lay. But I'm A feelin' purdy D good today. [Break] D G D D A Bm7 A A D D [Verse 2] D This anxiety, and de- D -pression, Lord it's left D me second-guessin, D every damn thing I ever gave a damn, a- A -bout. Cause when ya F#m work all week, and your check is spent, on G bills and beer and the D government, Lord there Bm ain't much, that an A old boy can do. [Chorus] D I've been feelin purdy good, D goin' alright, got a pretty G woman comin' over to- D night. And I reckon that G things are gonna be al- D -right, when the mornin' A comes. A I hate to D tell ya it's the truth been D told, there's all just D souls tryin' not to get D sold. They never grow Bm up, just grow A old and lone-lay. Gut I'm A feelin' purdy D good today. [Outro] D G D A Bm A D
I’ve been thinking this drinkin’ is wreckin’ my health
But I reckon that’s better than killin’ myself
Spillin’ long hard right, right down to the bottom
But I sing the blues, cause Lord knows I got them
But I’ve been feeling pretty good, doin’ alright
Got a pretty woman comin’ over tonight
And I reckon it thinks it’s gonna be alright
When the morning comes
I hate to tell you if the truth’s been told
It’s all just souls tryin’ not to get sold
You never grow up, you just grow old along the way
But I’ve been feeling pretty good today
This anxiety and depression, Lord it’s left me second-guessin’
Every damn thing I ever gave a damn about
It feels like I work all week,
my check is spent on Bills and beer and the government,
Lord there ain’t much that an old boy can do
But I’ve been feeling pretty good, doin’ alright
Got a pretty woman comin’ over tonight
And I reckon it thinks it’s gonna be alright
When the morning comes
I hate to tell you if the truth’s been told
It’s all just souls tryin’ not to get sold
You never grow up, you just grow old along the way
But I’ve been feeling pretty good today
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