High Cost of Living

High Cost of Living: Chords

Intro:
DO7

DO5      SIb5 DO5      SIb5

DO5      SIb5 DO5      SIb5

DO
 I was just a normal guy

Life was just a nine to five
                                        SOL
With bills and pressure piled-up to the sky
                             
She never asked, she knew I'd bewen
                       
Hangin' with my wilder friends
                              DO
Lookin' for some other way to fly
                             
Three days straight was no big feat
             
To get by on no food or sleep
    FA                           REm                
And crazy was becoming my new normal
    DO 
I'd pass out on the bedroom floor
SOL                                     DO
Sleep right through the calm before the storm

   FA
My life was just an old routine
SOL
 Every day the same damn thing
  DO            SIb         FA
I couldn't even tell I was alive
           DO 
I tell you, the high cost of livin'
      SOL                              DO
Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

SIb   DO
 That southern Baptist parking lot

Was where I'd go to smoke my pot
                                     SOL
And sit there in my pickup truck and pray
    
And starin' at that giant cross
       FA/SOL               
Just reminded me that I was lost
       SOL                            DO
And it just never seemed to point the way

As soon as Jesus turned his back
                            
I'd found my way across the track
FA               DO/MI         REm
 Lookin' just to score another deal
        DO
With my back against that damn eight ball
  SOL                         DO    
I didn't have to think or talk or feel

SIb FA
 My life was just an old routine
SOL
 Every day the same damn thing
  DO            SIb         FA
I couldn't even tell I was alive
           DO          
I tell you, the high cost of livin'
      SOL                              DO
Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

SIb DO      

SIb DO
    My whole life went through my head

Layin' in that motel bed
                                   SOL
Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door
                           
I had a job and a piece of land
                            
My sweet wife was my best friend
                                      DO
But I traded that for cocaine and a whore
SIb   DO
 With my new found sobriety
                        
I've got the time to sit and think
   FA               DO/MI          REm
Of all the things I had and threw away
     DO
This prison is much colder
          SOL                         DO
Than that one that I was locked-up in just yesterday

SIb FA
 My life is just an old routine
SOL
 Every day the same damn thing
      DO           SIb          FA
Hell, I can't even tell if I'm alive
           DO 
I tell you, the high cost of livin'
      SOL                              DO
Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high
                                
I tell you, the high cost of livin'
      SOL                              DO
Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

SIb DO
     ...Just leave that stuff alone

SIb FA      SOL      DO   SIb   FA

DO      SOL      DO

SIb FA      SOL      DO   SIb   FA

DO      SOL      DO

SIb FA      SOL      DO   SIb   FA

DO      SOL      DO

SIb FA      SOL      DO     RE7    FAm    DO

DO4  SOL7  DO

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Chitarra Acustica

High Cost of Living è un brano scritto e inciso da Jamey Johnson, contenuto nell'album That Lonesome Song pubblicato nel 2008. Seconda fatica discografica per il cantautore dell'Alabama, lo conferma tra i nuovi protagonisti della scena "country" statunitense arrivando fino alla sesta posizione in classifica. La canzone è il secondo singolo estratto dall'album e racconta dei danni devastanti che può provocare la droga; in questo caso il protagonista perde casa, famiglia e libertà.

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Alberto Moneti

36 anni, polistrumentista: pianoforte, chitarra, batteria, clarinetto. Ha conseguito la licenza in teoria musicale e solfeggio presso il Conservatorio Cherubini di Firenze. Dal 1997 è organista presso la Basilica di Santa Maria del Sasso, a Bibbiena (AR).