verse 1
A
I've been a thrill seeking rambler
E
And often came into this town
But the thrills were too high for my little sky
A E A
So I dug in and I've settled down
And I got a good job in Nashville
E
No way they can pay me enough
A D E A
For grindin' up tobacco leaves Making brut and snuff
D E A
Southern comfort is killin' me
verse 2
D A
I'm slowly chokin' in Tennessee
E
I shovel the snuff until late afternoon
A D E A
Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes
D A
And fall on the face when I get to my room
D E A
Southern comfort is killin' me
verse 3
A
I met a woman in Nashville
E
For a while we were carryin' on
She'd washed snuff out of my shirts every night
A E A
And keep me with clean ones on
But I guess she got tired of tobacco
E
At least of the regular kind
A D
Now I'm still workin' where nicotine
E A
And memories are burnin' in my mind
D E A
And Southern comfort is killin' me
verse 4
D A
The Cumberland cannot enhermit each bee
E
I'm sniffin' and dippin' and livin' alone
A D
I smell funny smoke and I know where she's gone
E A
She's in some other county now proving her own
D E A D E A
Southern comfort is killin' me Southern comfort is killin' me