Eric Church - Old Friends Old Whiskey Old Songs Chords

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I was sitting here thinking bout me and big ricketts smoking cigirettes down on the levy. 
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Talking bout who's hot who's not, big blocks, pontiacs olds and chevys.  
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I remember him packing that van for atlanta, his daddy found a better way.
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Ain't seen him in forever so heres to forever nothing gets better with age.
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Like old friends, old whiskey, old songs. 
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nothing gets me like they get me when they hit me I'm gone
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with a smile on back to the old page from the old days
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if your with me get your glass raised and sing along 
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To old friends old whiskey and old songs


 
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I can still see my baby's, blue eyes shine and singing brown eyed girl off key 
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and hanging with the gang after that big game with my jersey number on her cheek
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passed around a bottle that we dug from the bottom of a chest in my buddies barn
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back when life was nothing buzzin and a lovin and banging on cheap guitars 



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Like old friends, old whiskey, old songs. 
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nothing gets me like they get me when they hit me I'm gone
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with a smile on back to the old page from the old days
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if your with me get your glass raised and sing along  
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To old friends old whiskey and old songs




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Most of my rowdy friends ain't rowdied on down just yet
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they still like to rock and roll all night 
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probably never lose our way to  margaritaville and were always going to wanna get high
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singing bye bye miss american pie 



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Like old friends, old whiskey, old songs. 
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nothing gets me like they get me when they hit me I'm gone
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with a smile on back to the old page from the old days
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if your with me get your glass raised and sing along 
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To old friends old whiskey and old songs