Hard Livin'

E Well you can call out the sheriff and the highway patrol E There's a fool on the road careening out of control A E Hard liquor, fast women, I can't leave 'em be B E Lord, I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me E I keep my engine revin' and my beer on ice E My idea of heaven is a pair 'a dice A Seven come eleven, set this poor boy free B E Lord, I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me [Refrão]A Bright lights, Saturday night E B A I must've had a couple, I'm a-feelin' all right A My cupcake, can shimmy and shake F# B C B Spends more money than anybody makes E Well give me some more high octane juice E You know there ain't no cure except for honky tonk blues A E I come up with somethin' other than a nudity???? B E Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me Instrumental A Out on the town just a foolin around E B A Hey I got my mind on the lost and found A Step up, no need to be shy F# B C B You know every pretty woman's got a ticket to ride E Well, my tires are flat and I'm out of gas E I always promise myself I'll let the next one pass A E Lord, I wish that a promise didn't break so easily B E And I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me