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Intro 
A                       D 
It ain’t the bartender, it ain’t the bottle 
A                     E 
It ain’t the headache I’ll have tomorrow 
       A                      D 
It’s a high-low life when you shake it on up 
A       E  A 
Fillin’ my cup 

A    D    A    E    A    D    A  E  A 


[Verso 1]

     A 
It’s all my people sittin’ ’round a table 
E                       D   A 
Real sad country on the radio 
   A 
My go-to blues and my old faithful 
E                                D           A 
Barely pushin’ twenty, but still carryin’ me home 


[Pré-Refrão]

              A 
It’s one part happy and one part chaos 
            E                    A 
Whole lotta borrowed, little bit paid off 
           F#m                        E             D 
You can’t appreciate the sugar if you never had the salt 
         D                   E                A 
Ain’t it nice and sweet even when it’s on the rocks, Yeah 


[Refrão]

A                       D 
It ain’t the bartender, it ain’t the bottle 
A                     E 
It ain’t the headache I’ll have tomorrow 
       A                      D 
It’s a high-low life when you shake it on up 
A       E  A 
Fillin’ my cup 


[Verso 2]

     A 
It’s all those so close you can taste it 
E                     D       A 
Hard pill to swallow, goodbye loves 
    A 
Sometimes, half empty is good for makin’ 
E                             D           A 
Room for the know it when you see it good stuff 


[Pré-Refrão]

              A 
It’s one part happy and one part pain 
                 E                      A 
Knowin’ what you can and what you can’t change 
    F#m                         E                D 
And learnin’ that the secret is wantin’ what you got 
         D                   E                A 
Makes it nice and sweet even when it’s on the rocks, yeah 


[Refrão]

A                       D 
It ain’t the bartender, it ain’t the bottle 
A                     E 
It ain’t the headache I’ll have tomorrow 
       A                      D 
It’s a high-low life when you shake it on up 
A       E  A 
Fillin’ my cup 

Intrumental: A    D    A    E    A    D    A  E  A 


[Refrão]
 
N.C. 
It ain’t the bartender, it ain’t the bottle 
N.C. 
It ain’t the headache I’ll have tomorrow 
N.C. 
It’s a high-low life when you shake it on up 
F#m     E  D 
Fillin’ my cup 
      A                     D 
Yeah, it ain’t the whiskey, it ain’t the wine 
          A                   E 
Though it sure goes good from time to time 
          A                     D           F#m 
With this high-low life, go and shake it on up 
                 D            E              A 
Yeah, that’s the stuff that’s fillin’ my cup 

Outro 
A    D             A 
       Shake it on up 
E          A    D    A  E  A 
Fill it up, woo