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Jason Isbell - Super 8 (Chord)
Album: Southeastern (2013)
Submitter: lmofle (1022) on 6/15/14
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Super 8
By Jason Isbell
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
6/15/2014


Chorus
G           C                  G
Don't wannna die in a Super 8 Motel
C                                            G
Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well
     C                                        G                      E7
If I ever get back to Bristol, I'm better off sleeping in the county jail
            D                  G
Don't wanna die in a super 8 Motel

G                                                                         D
Having such a sweet night, audience is just right, drinking like a pirate do
D                                                                        G
Don't want to sleep yet, buddy it's a good bet I'll raise more hell than you
G                                                                    D
Do a couple rails and chase your own tail and talk about the bad old days
D                                                                       G
Trimmer in a t-shirt, telling me her heart hurt, Honey let me count the ways
       G                                                                   D
Then a big boy busted in screaming at his girlfriend waving around a Fungo bat
D                                                                      G 
Bass player stepping up, brandishing a coffee cup, took it in the baby fat

Chorus

Well I finally got the room clear, bleeding from the left ear, feeling pretty bad for the maid
Lost a couple drinks and my dinner in a sink and I woke up with the bed still made
Wasn't quite morning and I wasn't quite breathing, my heart way up in my throat
The girl starts screaming and the maid starts screaming and it looks like that's all she wrote
Well they slapped me back to life and they telephoned my wife and they filled me full of Pedialyte
Some are guts, some are glory, it would make a great story if I ever could remember it right


Chorus
                D                  C    G 
I don't want to die in a Super 8 Motel
 
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