Kick Myself Morgan Wallen

Kick Myself

Morgan Wallen

Chad

162
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: Em
Kapo:
5. Bund
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

[Verse 1]
G
 Been talkin' to a doctor,
                      Bm
been talkin' to the Lord
                    F#m
Cut off a couple people,
                             G
that don't hear from me no more
They say it's for the better,
                           Bm
but is it really for the best?
                          F#m
They said I'd get more sleep, but I ain't gettin' any rest

[Pre-Chorus]
G
 Ooh,
                                            Bm
nothing's changed and in a way it's gettin' way worse
  F#m
Way  worse
G
Ooh,
                                 Bm
don't think I'm doin' myself any favors
 F#m
Favors

[Chorus]
       G
Since I kicked the bottle,
kicked the bag
                               Bm
Scratched the Broadway off the map
                     F#m            G
Baby, that'd work if I  was someone else
Kicked the strangers out my bed
                         Bm
Kicked the voices out my head
                  F#m
Did my best but I just can't kick myself

[Post-Chorus]
G
Me, myself, and I
These ramblin' ways won't ever die
Bm
Lord knows that my mama tried
      F#m               G
But I just can't kick myself

[Verse 2]
Everybody on the outside,
it's easy lookin' in
Bm                            F#m
  Probably think I'm doin' great like,
"Take a look at him"
G
 He's gone and straighted up now,
he's finally walkin' lines
Bm
  I ain't lyin',
      F#m
I was probably doin' fine before

[Chorus]
G
 Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
                               Bm
Scratched the Broadway off the map
                     F#m            G
Baby, that'd work if I  was someone else
Kicked the strangers out my bed
                         Bm
Kicked the voices out my head
                  F#m
Did my best but I just can't kick myself

[Post-Chorus]
G
Me, myself, and I
These ramblin' ways won't ever die
Bm
Lord knows that my mama tried
      F#m                 G
Said, "Son, gon' get some help"
Huh, what I do?
Exactly what they told me to
Bm
Kick the shit that I used to use
      F#m               G
But I just can't kick myself

[Chorus]
G
 Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
                               Bm
Scratched the Broadway off the map
                     F#m            G
Baby, that'd work if I  was someone else
Kicked the strangers out my bed
                         Bm
Kicked the voices out my head
                  F#m
Did my best but I just can't kick myself

[Post-Chorus]
G
Me, myself, and I
These ramblin' ways won't ever die
Bm
Lord knows that my mama tried
      F#m                 G
Said, "Son, gon' get some help"
Huh, what I do?
Exactly what they told me to
Bm
Kick the shit that I used to use
      F#m
But I just can't kick myself

Takte

[Intro]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

[Verse 1]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

Been talkin' to a doctor,
been talkin' to the Lord
Cut off a couple people,
that don't hear from me no more
They say it's for the better,
but is it really for the best?
They said I'd get more sleep, but I ain't gettin' any rest

[Pre-Chorus]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

Ooh,
nothing's changed and in a way it's gettin' way worse
Way  worse
Ooh,
don't think I'm doin' myself any favors
Favors

[Chorus]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

Since I kicked the bottle,
kicked the bag
Scratched the Broadway off the map
Baby, that'd work if I  was someone else
Kicked the strangers out my bed
Kicked the voices out my head
Did my best but I just can't kick myself

[Post-Chorus]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - |

Me, myself, and I
These ramblin' ways won't ever die
Lord knows that my mama tried
But I just can't kick myself

[Verse 2]
        | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

Everybody on the outside,
it's easy lookin' in
Probably think I'm doin' great like,
"Take a look at him"
He's gone and straighted up now,
he's finally walkin' lines
I ain't lyin',
I was probably doin' fine before

[Chorus]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |

Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
Scratched the Broadway off the map
Baby, that'd work if I  was someone else
Kicked the strangers out my bed
Kicked the voices out my head
Did my best but I just can't kick myself

[Post-Chorus]
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - | Bm | F#m |
| G | - |

Me, myself, and I
These ramblin' ways won't ever die
Lord knows that my mama tried
Said, "Son, gon' get some help"
Huh, what I do?
Exactly what they told me to
Kick the shit that I used to use
But I just can't kick myself

[Chorus]
           | G | - |
| Bm | F#m | G | - |
| Bm | F#m |

Kicked the bottle, kicked the bag
Scratched the Broadway off the map
Baby, that'd work if I  was someone else
Kicked the strangers out my bed
Kicked the voices out my head
Did my best but I just can't kick myself

[Post-Chorus]
           | G | - |
| Bm | F#m | G | - |
| Bm | F#m |

Me, myself, and I
These ramblin' ways won't ever die
Lord knows that my mama tried
Said, "Son, gon' get some help"
Huh, what I do?
Exactly what they told me to
Kick the shit that I used to use
But I just can't kick myself

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