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High

Casey Donahew Band
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
I'm  cruising down mainstreet  in  an '87 Chevrolet
I'm  rollin down  174  tryin to find some more
Wish  I had a little  money I'd  spend it all on  you
I'd  buy us a quarter  bag and  twelve pack of  brew
 And we'll get high, and  I drink
 Well I'm tryin  not to think
 And I get stoned  and I'm drunk
 Well I'm tryin  to change my luck
 Just gettin by
 Well I'm a-gettin by,  gettin high,  yeah
 (Same as above)
 Walkin down Browns mountain tryin to find my way around
 I hope I dont get stopped by the cops in this here town
 Head on to the south side and the cemetary trails
 A worn out fishin hole where I raised a lot of hell
 (Chorus)
 Verse Chords)
 There's  a girl that lives  on my street
 Strawberry  blonde, she tastes  so sweet
 I wanna  tell her all the words  in my heart
 She moved  away then she tore  my world apart
 (Chorus)
 Fifteen minutes south of the Fort Worth city lights
 We watch football games here on Friday nights
 I grew up slow and now I'm living so fast
 Running out of liquor and this quarter bag won't last
 (Chorus 2x)

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Readable chord sheet for High by Casey Donahew Band

[Em]  [C]  [G]   [D]

[Em]I'm cruising down [C]mainstreet in[G] an '87 Chevrol[D]et
[Em]I'm rollin dow[C]n 1[G]74 tryin to find some [D]more
[Em]Wish I had a [C]little money [G]I'd spend it all o[D]n you
[Em]I'd buy us a q[C]uarter bag [G]and twelve pack [D]of brew

And we'll get high, a[Em]nd I drink     [C]
Well I'm [G]tryin not to t[D]hink
And I get [Em]stoned and I'm [C]drunk
Well I'm [G]tryin to change my [D]luck
Just gettin [Em]by          [C]
Well I'm a-gettin [Em]by, gettin hig[D]h, yeah

[Em]  [C]  [G]  [D]

(Same as above)

Walkin down Browns mountain tryin to find my way around
I hope I dont get stopped by the cops in this here town
Head on to the south side and the cemetary trails
A worn out fishin hole where I raised a lot of hell

(Chorus)

Verse Chords)

T[Em]here's a girl that [C]lives on my street
S[Em]trawberry blonde, she t[D]astes so sweet
I [Em]wanna tell her all the [C]words in my heart
She [Em]moved away then she to[D]re my world apart

(Chorus)

Fifteen minutes south of the Fort Worth city lights
We watch football games here on Friday nights
I grew up slow and now I'm living so fast
Running out of liquor and this quarter bag won't last

(Chorus 2x)

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