F 
I'm going down, down to the river 
I'm gonna bring a 30 pack 
I'm gonna drink with all my good friends 
and I ain't ever, ever coming back 

                       A#(Bb)
I got no money and I'm starving 
               F 
I got nothing left 
Spent it all on golden honey 
and two lines of meth 
  
I'm gonna chug a lot of Jim Beam 
'til my face turns brown and blue 
I'm gonna get in my car and start it 
and drive right over you 

'Cause I got nothing else to live for 
I got nowhere to be 
Spent my money on that honey 
(And a bottle of Beam)?  

solo (whistle along if you can't find it) 

I wanna tell you that I like you 
but my heart is black and blue 
and you'd say that it's such a bad idea 
That's hard to swallow, but it's harder to chew 

You'd probably think that this is funny 
as I do too 
I gotta keep on just laughing 
or I am through 

I'm going back down to the river 
I'm gonna find my duffel bag 
I'm gonna stick my puppy in it 
and drown him 'til his tail don't wag 

'Cause I can't spend anymore money 
I can't give him a bed 
I cannot feed him golden honey 
or two scoops of meth 

         C                      Bb 
And the next thing you know I cannot feel 
My airbag's open on my steering wheel 
and I guess that oak tree was kinda real 
now I gotta skip this town~ 

I'm gonna call up Max and Elvis 
I'm gonna tell them how I feel 
They're gonna call me a fucking pussy 
and pass me a couple beers 

We got no money, got no honey 
We got nothing left 
Spent it all on golden honey 
and two lines of meth  
~end~