EE7A
Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me another shot of whiskey
B7AB7E
Bartender hit me one more time
EE7A
He left, I cried, I'm lost inside, Oh, won't you help me
B7AB7E
Fill it to the top cuz I hit rock bottom this time.
E
(Listen up now) I donât wanna listen to the old juke box
A
So don't you put no quarters in the slot
B7
I don't wanna talk and I don't wanna dance
AB7
I dang sure aint looking for romance
E
I don't wanna hangout with the crowd
A
I don't wanna party and get real loud
B7
Believe me when I tell you that I thought this through
AB7
There's only one thing that I want you to do Chorus
Oh, take it boys (Instrumental for 8 measures)
E
Well Here's my story, its sad but its true
A
There's so many things that I never knew
B7
He loved to party and he loved to dance
AB7
He loved to get loud every time he got the chance
E
I always thought he was a simple minded Okie
A
But little did I know he was the King of Karaoke
B7
He was everything that a man should be
AB7
The problem was that it wasnât with me
ChorusB7AB7E
Oh wont you fill it to the top cuz I hit rock bottom this time
One more fill it to the top cuz I hit rock bottom this time
E
Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me
Out - E
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