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Key: G

Genre: Country

Harp Type: Diatonic

Skill: Any

Whiskey Lullaby

Cannot play C# in upper octave.
I substituted D (6 blow) in three places.)

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Na na na na na na na

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Na na na na na na na

(him) -1 -3 -3” -2 2 -1
(her) -4 -7 -6 6 5 -4
(him) She put him out
(her) The ru- mors flew

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Like the burn-ing end of a
But no bo-dy knew how

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Mid- night ci- ga- rette
much she blamed her- self

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She broke his heart
For years and years

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He spent his whole life
She tried to hide the

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Try-ing to for- get
Whis-ky on her breath

 

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We watched him drink his pain a-way
She final- ly drank her pain a-way

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A lit-tle at a time
A lit-tle at a time

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But he ne-ver could get drunk e-nough
But she ne-ver could get drunk e-nough

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To get her off his mind
To get him off her mind

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Un- til the night
Un- til the night

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He put that bot-tle to his head
She put that bot-tle to her head

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And pulled the trig-ger
And pulled the trig-ger

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He fin-ally drank a-way her me- mo-ry
And fin-ally drank a-way his me- mo-ry

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Life is short
Life is short

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But this time it was big-ger
But this time it was big-ger

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Than the strength he had
Than the strength she had

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To get up off his knees
To get up off her knees

 

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We found him with his
We found her with her

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Face down in the pil-low
Face down in the pil-low

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With a note that says
Cling-ing to his pic-ture

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I’ll love her till I die
for dear life

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And when we bur-ied him
We laid her next to him

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Be-neath the wil-low
Be-neath the wil-low

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The an-gels sang
While the an-gels sang

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A whis-key lul-la-by
A whis-key lul-la-by

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Na na na na na na na

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Na na na na na na na

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