Bottle Into Gold
By Wade Bowen
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
6/6/2010



G                     C             G 
Tell me, tell me they got the wrong man
    G                      C      G
And they dealt me somebody else's hand
      G                       C      G
I was sitting right here five years ago
G                        C          G
Tell me that it won't be five years more

  G                    C      G
I once looked everyone in the eye
       G                        C           G
Had my feet on the floor and my head in the sky
G                                 C          G
I listened when they spoke, now I could care less
G                                C      G
Except when they whisper how I'm such a mess


CHORUS
          C               G            C                 G 
Well I've got no where to run, but the night has just begun
      C                  G       D 
And I know it's going to end somewhere
       C                    G           C            G  
Lay my head in some strange place, same look upon my face
        C             G                        D           G  
Another wasted night alone trying to turn this bottle into gold


Tell me, tell me your a drifter too
It would ease my mind if we wore the same shoes
Cuz you would know how hard it is to just sit here
And watch them all fly by year after year

CHORUS x 2

Bridge:
               C                 G
Please give me something more to hold
          D           G 
Turn this bottle into gold 

   G                     C             G
Oh tell me, tell me they got the wrong man
         G                 C      G   
And they dealt me somebody else's hand