Artist: Kris Kristofferson
Title: From the bottle to the bottom
chords by: palamin0 at countrytabs.com


Kris Kristofferson - From the bottle to the bottom


              

(verse 1)
     G
You ask me if I’m happy now
                               D
That’s good as any joke I’ve heard

It seems that since I’ve seen you last
                                   G
I done forgot the meaning of the words

If happiness is empty rooms

And drinkin’ in the afternoon
                               G
Well I suppose I’m happy as a clam
    D
But if it’s got a thing to do

With smilin’ of forgettin’ you
                                      G
Well I don’t guess that I could say I am



(chorus)
         G
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
                                           D
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew

When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
                                                                 G
He’s been puttin’ in his shoes to keep the ground from comin’ through

And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
                                             C
Because he’s never seen a single dream come true
            D 
That’s the way that I’ve been feelin’ since the day I started falling

from the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
                                   G
Learnin’ hard to live with losin’ you



(verse 2)
You wonder if I’m better off
With freedom now to do the things I choose
With all my times my own and
I got nothin’ left but sleepin’ time to lose
There’s no one here to carry on
If I stay out the whole night long
Or give a tankerous damn if I don’t call
I’m livin’ like I wanted to
And doin’ things I wanna do
And nothin’ means a thing to me at all



(chorus)
         G
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
                                           D
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew

When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
                                                                 G
He’s been puttin’ in his shoes to keep the ground from comin’ through

And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
                                             C
Because he’s never seen a single dream come true
            D 
That’s the way that I’ve been feelin’ since the day I started falling

from the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
                                   G - D - G
Learnin’ hard to live with losin’ you