A E A Stayin' out late in a honky tonk barD E Findin' new ways to be untrueA D E A Drinkin' my way through this month's rentE A Seems to be the best I can do [Verse]A D Drunk and enraged and I'm showin' my ageE A I dreamt away my money and my mindD No woman to call wife, I got no home to spend my lifeE A And no desire for either at this timeD I'm showin' no signs of growing up at any timeE A I keep a firm grasp upon my youthD And the subtlety of love is something I know nothing ofE A And I have got no concept of the truth [Chorus]A E A Stayin' out late in a honky tonk barD E Findin' new ways to be untrueA D E A Drinkin' my way through this month's rentE A Seems to be the best I can do [Solo]A D E A [Bridge]E A It's all a matter of where you're goingB E I don't know where I'm going from here [Solo]A D E A [Verse]A D Desperate ways seem to control my every dayE A And it's hard to understand why I runD But this poet's dance is my last chanceE A To lay down my pen and show you how it's done [Chorus]A E A Stayin' out late in a honky tonk barD E Findin' new ways to be untrueA D E A Drinkin' my way through this month's rentE A Seems to be the best I can do [Tag]A E D A D A D A Yeah it seems to be the best I can do
Staying Out Late
Cory Morrow
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