| D | G | |
| Well I s | houlda known better with a fr | iend like you |
| A | D | |
| You'd g | et me in trouble like you a | lways do |
| G | |
| Drop by the house to write a | song or two |
| A | D | |
| Then we | wind up drunk in the af | ternoon |
| (chorus) |
| G | A | |
| And we t | ell a joke, li | ght up a smoke |
| D | G | |
| Laugh about how we're bo | th so broke |
| D | A | |
| And t | ell each other we're gonna make it so | meday |
| G | A | |
| One verse to go, and e | ven though |
| D | G | |
| They'll never play us on the r | adio |
| D | A | D | |
| Hell w | e ain't in it for the m | oney any | way |
| Well our friends are all working and they don't understand |
| Creative juices flow from a 12-oz can |
| A pile of empties when the day is through |
| Well I shoulda known better with a friend like you |
| (repeat chorus) |
| Well I better sober up, I've got a gig tonight |
| You said "Have another" and I said "Alright" |
| Well I missed my gig, now I guess I'm screwed |
| Shoulda known better with a friend like you |
| (repeat chorus) |