Hitchin A Ride - Ver 112

Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a hurry? I need a lift to happy hour. Say oh no. Do you brake for distilled spirits? I need a break as well. The well that inebriates the guilt. 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4. B5 A5 G#5 G5 5x) Cold turkey's getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow. Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating. My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4. B5 A5 G#5 G5 5x) E5 F#5 B5 A5 G#5 G5 =chorus) Troubled times, you know i can not lie. I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride. There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating. My tongue is swelling up, I say Shit! Guitar Solo