Southern Comfort

	  		
verse 1 
A 
I've been a thrill seeking rambler 
                          E 
And often came into this town 

But the thrills were too high for my little sky 
      A           E            A 
So I dug in and I've settled down 

And I got a good job in Nashville 
                          E 
No way they can pay me enough 
       A                  D            E         A 
For grindin' up tobacco leaves Making brut and snuff 

 
D                   E        A 
Southern comfort is killin' me 


verse 2 
D                         A 
I'm slowly chokin' in Tennessee 
                          E 
I shovel the snuff until late afternoon 
         A                D           E            A 
Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes 
     D                                 A 
And fall on the face when I get to my room 


D                   E       A 
Southern comfort is killin' me 


verse 3 
A 
I met a woman in Nashville 
                             E 
For a while we were carryin' on 

She'd washed snuff out of my shirts every night 
     A             E         A 
And keep me with clean ones on 

But I guess she got tired of tobacco 
                          E 
At least of the regular kind 
     A                          D 
Now I'm still workin' where nicotine 
                   E            A 
And memories are burnin' in my mind 

 
     D                   E      A 
And Southern comfort is killin' me 


verse 4 
      D                         A 
The Cumberland cannot enhermit each bee 
                               E 
I'm sniffin' and dippin' and livin' alone 
          A                      D 
I smell funny smoke and I know where she's gone 
          E                       A 
She's in some other county now proving her own 
 D                    E     A    D                   E     A  
Southern comfort is killin' me Southern comfort is killin' me