Feelin Purdy Good

[Verso 1]


D 
Girl, I been 
D 
thinkin', this 
F#m 
drinkin', is 
G 
wreckin, my 
D 
health. Gut I 
D 
reckon, that's 
F#7 
better, than 
G 
killin', my- 
Bm7 
-self. It's been a long,hard 
F#m 
ride, right down 
Bm7 
to the bottom. But I sing, the 
F#m 
blues,'cause 
G 
Lord knows I 
D 
got'em. But 


[Refrão]


D 
I've been feelin purdy good, 
D 
goin' alright, got a pretty 
G 
woman comin' over to- 
D 
night. And I reckon that 
G 
things are gonna be al- 
D 
-right, when the mornin' 
A 
comes. 
A 
I hate to 
D 
tell ya it's the truth been 
D 
told, there's all just 
D 
souls tryin' not to get 
D 
sold. They never grow 
Bm 
up, just grow 
A 
old and lone-lay. But I'm 
A 
feelin' purdy 
D 
good today. 

Break 
D G D 
D A Bm7 A 
A 
D 
D 


[Verso 2]


D 
This anxiety, and de- 
D 
-pression, Lord it's left 
D 
me second-guessin, 
D 
every damn thing I ever gave a damn, a- 
A 
-bout. Cause when ya 
F#m 
work all week, and your check is spent, on 
G 
bills and beer and the 
D 
government, Lord there 
Bm 
ain't much, that an 
A 
old boy can do. 


[Refrão]


D 
I've been feelin purdy good, 
D 
goin' alright, got a pretty 
G 
woman comin' over to- 
D 
night. And I reckon that 
G 
things are gonna be al- 
D 
-right, when the mornin' 
A 
comes. 
A 
I hate to 
D 
tell ya it's the truth been 
D 
told, there's all just 
D 
souls tryin' not to get 
D 
sold. They never grow 
Bm 
up, just grow 
A 
old and lone-lay. Gut I'm 
A 
feelin' purdy 
D 
good today. 

Outro 

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