High Cost of Living Jamey Johnson
[C]I was just a normal guy
Life was just a nine to five
With bills and pressure piled up to the [G]sky
She never asked she knew I'd been
Hanging with my wilder friends
Looking for some other way to [C]fly
Three days straight was no big feet
To get by on no food or sleep
And [F]crazy was [E]becoming my new [D]norm
I'd [C]pass out on the bedroom floor
And [G]sleep right through the calm before the [C]storm
My [F]life was just an old routine [G]
everyday the same damn thing I [C]couldn't even [Bf]tell I was [F]alive
I tell you the [C]high cost of living ain't [G]nothing like the cost of living [C]high
[C]That southern baptist parking lot
Was where I'd go to smoke my pot
Sit there in my pickup truck and [G]pray
And staring at that giant cross
Just reminded me that i was lost
And it just never seemed to point the [C]way
As soon as Jesus turned his back
I'd find my way across the tracks
[F]Looking just to [E]score another [D]deal
With my [C]back against that damn eight ball
I [G]didn't have to think or talk or [C]feel
Chorus
[C]My whole life went through my head
Laying in that hotel bed
Watching as the cops kicked in the [G]door
I had a job and a piece of land
And my sweet wife was my best friend
But I traded that for cocaine and a [C]w***e
With my new found sobriety
I've got the time to sit and think
Of [F]all the things I [E]had and threw [D]away
This [C]prison is much colder than that
[G]One that I was locked up in just yester[C]day
Chorus
I tell you high cost of living ain't nothing like the cost of living high
Leave that stuff alone
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