Drinking Song
by The Gits
F# C / A Ab F# / A Ab F# / A# F# B E / B A# B E B A# F#
F# C F# C
I tend to drink too much sometimes
F# C F# C
I fall a little drunk on my face
F# C F# C
I get up I brush up I head to the bar
F# C F# C
For another round with all of my friends
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends yeah
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends
A Ab F#
Here's to the bloody bastards, the best of my friends
F# C F# C
Step up to the bar we tip the bartender bucks
F# C F# C
Keep 'em filled to the rim
F# C F# C
There might be a bit of a brawl that breaks out
F# C F# C
But we always leave when we should
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends yeah
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends
A Ab F# C F#
Gotta love 'em, my fuckin' friends
Ab F#
So with this pint I toast to you
Ab F#
to all of my friends keep healthy and good
Ab F#
I clench it tight and I raise it high
Ab F#
May the spirits runneth over and drinks never be denied
B E
I know work is the worst part of the day
B E
But when you get out the fun will pay
B E
So now drink with me to no end
B
'Cause here we are with the best of our friends
instrumental break
B Ab B E B Ab F# x 2
F# C F# C
I tend to drink too much sometimes
F# C F# C
I fall a little drunk on my face
F# C F# C
I get up I brush up I head to the bar
F# C F# C
For another round with all of my friends
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends yeah
A Ab F#
Here's to em, To all of my friends
A Ab F#
Cos all I got left in the end are my friends
F# C F# C end.