The Hangdogs Drink Yourself To Death E A E You live that fabled rags to riches Nashville life B A E B You still love your Momma, Jesus, and your high school sweetheart wife E A E You give Hank due but sound more Eaglesesqe with every breath B A E If your so country drink yourself to death Your the big cross-over favorite with the looks and runway twirl you do make-up ads but beneath the gloss your still a simple girl o but what you got to sell me ain't on CD or cassette If your so Country drink yourself to death A Cm E Country's just a bar to lay your weary head upon A E B So why does country radio sound like Celion Dion A E Cm Lets go to herd and buy them all a overdose of meth F B or a least suggest they drink them selves to death Well the keeper of tradition of the Nashville ruling cast cept that every yeah-who you record looks and sounds just like the last wearing cowboy boots with polo shirts your a waste of flesh and breath If your so country drink yourself to death Solo If your so country drink yourself to death