From The Bottle

You ask me if i'm[G] happy now
        That's good as any joke i've hea[D]rd

        It seems since i've seen you last
        I've done forgotten the meening of [G]the words

        If happiness is empty rooms

        And drinkin' in the afternoon
        Well i suppose i'm happy[C] as a clown
        But i[D]f it's got a thing to do

        With smilin' of forgettin' you
        Well i don't guess that i cou[G]ld say i am

        D[G]id you ever see a darling out a waken up alone
        Without a blanket on to keep him[D] from the dew

        When the water from the weeds that sop the paper
        He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' thr[G]ough

        And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
        Because he's never seen a single drea[C]m come true
        That's t[D]he way that i've been feelin' since the day i started fallen

        From the bottle to the bottom stew by stew
        Learnin' hard to live wi[G]th losin' you

        Yo[G]u wonder if i'm better off
        With freedom now to do the things i[D] choose

        With all my times my own and
        I got nothin' left but sleepin' time to l[G]ose

        There's no one here to carry on

        If i stay out the whole night lone
        Give a thinker's damn if i[C] don't call
        I'm [D]livin' like i wanted you

        And doin' things i wanna do
        And nothin' means a things to me [G]at all

Chorus.