Alcoholic Lawyer

   A         D           E  
My hands are shaking. My Heart 
           A
beating fast.
    A                   D         
I'm sweating through my cheap 
           E             A
suit. How much longer can it last.
       G        F                 
I'm an alcholic lawyer facing the 
C           G
trial of my life.
      G                F          
And I need to sober up quickly if 
  C                   G
I want to make things right.

[Chorus]
C       F           G
Put the bottle down, son!
            C                      
There's and innocent man who needs 
G
you.
C       F           G
Put the bottle down, son!
        C               D
There's nothing left to fear.

[Bridge]
       C                       
Wait, what day is it? Shit, the 
                D
trial was last week, and he got the 
chair?

[Outtro]
           F                  G   
Well let's have a few whiskey 
         C
sours in his memory!