Diamonds In A Whiskey Glass

Gord Bamford

  • Am
  • C
  • F
  • G
Tom:
C When my down gets tough
Am I find a way to cope
F Drag myself right back up
G From the end of my rope
Am F I pour a strong one straight and mean
C G C Swallow hard and let it do its thing
Am My don't give a damn takes over
F She's not so right I'm not so wrong
Am F I get less sober, she gets less gone
Am G F And all the broken pieces of our past
C G C Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
[Verse 2] All the lines I crossed
Am Just gradually blur
F And it ain't all my fault
G For losing her
Am F And what was heaven starts to fade
C G C And I'm better off anyway [Chorus]
Am My don't give a damn takes over
F She's not so right I'm not so wrong
Am F I get less sober, she gets less gone
Am G F And all the broken pieces of our past
C G C Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
Am F Ain't it funny how that half empty bottle
Am F G Starts to look half full when your looking up from the bottom
Am G F And all the broken pieces of the past
C G Am Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
F G C Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
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