G C G
Don't wanna die in a Super 8 Motel
C G
Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well
C G E7
If I ever get back to Bristol, I'm better off sleeping in the county jail
D G
Don't wanna die in a super 8 Motel
Verse I:
G D
Having such a sweet night, audience is just right, drinking like a pirate do
D G
Don't want to sleep yet, buddy it's a good bet I'll raise more hell than you
G D
Do a couple rails and chase your own tail and talk about the bad old days
D G
Trimmer in a t-shirt, telling me her heart hurt, Honey let me count the ways
G D
Then a big boy busted in screaming at his girlfriend waving around a Fungo bat
D G
Bass player stepping up, brandishing a coffee cup, took it in the baby fat
G C G
Don't wanna die in a Super 8 Motel
C G
Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well
C G E7
If I ever get back to Bristol, I'm better off sleeping in the county jail
D G
Don't wanna die in a super 8 Motel
Verse II:
G D
Well I finally got the room clear, bleeding from the left ear, feeling pretty bad for the maid
D G
Lost a couple drinks and my dinner in a sink and I woke up with the bed still made
G D
Wasn't quite morning and I wasn't quite breathing, my heart way up in my throat
D G
The girl starts screaming and the maid starts screaming and it looks like that's all she wrote
G D
Well they slapped me back to life and they telephoned my wife and they filled me full of Pedialyte
D G
Some are guts, some are glory, it would make a great story if I ever could remember it right
G C G
Don't wanna die in a Super 8 Motel
C G
Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well
C G E7
If I ever get back to Bristol, I'm better off sleeping in the county jail
D G
Don't wanna die in a super 8 Motel
D C G
I don't want to die in a Super 8 Motel