http://www.rogercreager.com/ Riff 1 (G C G D G C G D G) X 2 G Everyday in Lunch in high school D And all my senior year, C G I'd drink my coca-cola with a touch of everclear. D I didn't have to study math, science or history, C G I'd have a chemical flashback to jog my memory. D My junior year I swore I loved sweet miss Sherry Ann C G One night I put some everclear in her dr. pepper can. C I thought it would make her easy, G But she took it pretty hard D I took her home and rang her doorbell, C G Left her laying in the yard. CHORUS C G Tequila dries me out, C G And beer just makes me fat, D Whiskey makes me nauseous, C G Tell me who the hell needs that. G If you're thinkin' bout drinkin, D The answer's crystal clear, It's the invisible intoxicant, C It's called everclear. Riff 1 X 2 G I remember my church picnic D In the spring of '89 They had four fresh watermelons, C G Sliced right off the vine. When the bowed their heads D Giving Grace for the food, I pulled out my bottle, C G And I soaked them melons good. They never knew what hit em, D When the potion went to work, They had grandmas doing backflips, C G Grandpas looking up their skirts. C They were singing hallelujah, G And Willie Nelson songs. D My preacher said it was the best dang picnic C That the Baptists have ever thrown. CHORUS C G Tequila dries me out, C G And beer just makes me fat, D Whiskey makes me nauseous, C G Tell me who the hell needs that. G If you're thinkin' bout drinkin, D The answer's crystal clear, It's the invisible intoxicant, C It's called everclear. SOLO Play RIFF 1, 3 times G Well now I'm drinking everclear, D Thinking I'm king of this whole world I'm bigger n badder than John Wayne, C G Cooler than Steve Earl. G D Till I wake up and I'm face down in the hall, C G And I'm completely naked for a reason I can't recall G D I'm kinda sorta thinkin that maybe I met a chick Cause there is perfume in the air C G And there is lipstick on my neck C Well I hope that she was pretty, G And I hope that she was kind D Enough to leave my clothes somewhere C They're easy to find CHORUS C G Tequila dries me out, C G And beer just makes me fat, D Whiskey makes me nauseous, C G Tell me who the hell needs that. G If you're thinkin' bout drinkin, D The answer's crystal clear, It's the invisible intoxicant, C It's called everclear. Riff 1 X 3