C F C F C To the bag packed, first love leaver F The heart cracked, double down dreamer C The homesick for grass that’s greener F And a slice of Mama’s peach pie C To the flat broke, couch cushion gas money F The worker bee that ain’t gettin’ no honey C Missin’ someone, all the while runnin’ G Gunnin’ for the brighter lights C Here’s to the break ups that didn’t break us F The break down wrong turn that takes ya C To a little dive bar in Dahlonega F Hear a song from a band that saves ya, man Am G It’s hittin’ rock bottom, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em F Nothing’s going right Am G Makin’ the best of the worst day kind of night C F C F C We’ve all got a number that we don’t wanna drunk dial F And a good friend we ain’t seen in a while C And a slow dance left in these boots G And a chance at puttin’ down new roots C Here’s to the break ups that didn’t break us F The break down wrong turn that takes ya C To a little dive bar in Dahlonega F Hear a song from a band that saves ya, man Am G It’s hittin’ rock bottom, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em F Nothing’s going right Am G Makin’ the best of the worst day kind of night C F C F Am G F Am G C C Here’s to the break ups that didn’t break us The break down wrong turn that takes ya To a little dive bar in Dahlonega F Meet a girl outside Atlanta Am G Then when it’s hit rock bottom, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em F Nothing’s going right Am G Just singin’ along with your drink raised F A pretty little blonde thing’s looking your way Am G F Makin’ the best of the worst day kind of night Am G Yeah, it’s making the best of the worst day kind of night C F C F Ohhh, here's to the break ups It's that kinda night C F C F C
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