Bottoming Out

	  		 
Intro: A  F#m  Bm  E (x2) 

Verse 

A 
I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle 
             F#m 
down this winding country road 
       Bm 
And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill 
        E 
Where last week I fell off 
    A 
There's still some oil by the old elm tree 
       F#m 
And a dead squirrel that I hit 
           Bm 
But if I hadn't left I would have struck you dead 
       E 
So I took a ride instead 

           A             F#m               
Bottoming out, bottoming out 
           Bm             E 
Bottoming out, bottoming out
 

Verse 

A 
My doctor says, she hopes I know 
      F#m 
How lucky I can be 
  Bm 
After all, it wasn't my blood 
               E 
Mixed in the dirt that night 
           A 
But this violent rage that's turned inward 
     F#m 
Can not be held by a drink 
    Bm 
And we must really examine this and I say 
E 
"I need another drink." 

 
           A             F#m               
Bottoming out, bottoming out 
           Bm             E 
Bottoming out, bottoming out
 

Verse 

       A 
I'm tearing down Route 80 east 
     F#m 
The sun's on my right side 
      Bm 
I'm drunk, but my vision's good 
        E 
And I think of my child bride 
     A 
And on the left in shadows, I see  
    F#m 
Something that makes me laugh 
   Bm 
I aim that bike at the fat pothole 
E 
Beyond that underpass 

 
           A             F#m               
Bottoming out, bottoming out 
           Bm             E 
Bottoming out, bottoming out