2 acessos
A D E A My hands are shaking. My Heart beating fast. A D E A I'm sweating through my cheap suit. How much longer can it last. G F C G I'm an alcholic lawyer facing the trial of my life. G F C G And I need to sober up quickly if I want to make things right. [Chorus] C F G Put the bottle down, son! C G There's and innocent man who needs you. C F G Put the bottle down, son! C D There's nothing left to fear. [Bridge] C D Wait, what day is it? Shit, the trial was last week, and he got the chair? [Outtro] F G C Well let's have a few whiskey sours in his memory!