verse 1
D
I hear people talking
About going cold turkey
G D
Trying out, checking in to Betty Ford
G D Em
But I just can't relate to those strange addictions
A7 D
Cause my drug problems never went ignored
D G D
You see, I was drug to church on Sunday morning
D G D
I was drug to family reunions
G D Em
I was drug to grandpa's farm to work every summer
G A7
And I was drug to weddings and to funerals
D G D
I was drug out the door to go to school, everyday
D G D
I was drug by my ears when I was bad
G D Em
When I disobeyed, my parents were my teachers
G A7
I was drug to the woodshed by my Dad
D G D
And those drugs are still running through my veins
D G D
Still effecting what I do and say
G D Em
And if kids today had those kind of drug problems
G A7 D
I believe the world would be a better place
Instrumental: D G D A7 D
verse 2
D G D
I won't claim I grew up to be perfect, far from it
D G D
But every time I start to make a slip
G D
I can see Daddy reaching for the Good Book
G A7
And hear those payers role from Mamma's lips
D G D
And that's why I count my blessings every evening
D G D
And pray to the good Lord up above
G D Em
To thank him for giving me a drug problem
G A7 D
And a home and a family filled with love
D G D
You see, I was drug to church on Sunday morning
D G D
I was drug to family reunions
G D Em
I was drug to grandpa's farm to work every summer
G A7
And I was drug to weddings and to funerals
D G D
I was drug out the door to go to school, everyday
D G D
I was drug by my ears when I was bad
G D Em
When I disobeyed, my parents were my teachers
G A7
I was drug to the woodshed by my Dad
D G D
And those drugs are still running through my veins
D G D
Still effecting what I do and say
G D Em
And if kids today had those kind of drug problems
G A7 D
I believe the world would be a better place (2x)