verse . .
D
one broken bottle
G
one broken man
A D
drenched in a bourbon perfume
D
just rocking away
G
in my dady’s chair
A D
paying the devil his dues

chorus . . .
G D
feel like i’m goin down with the wreckage
G D
trapped in this ol’ flesh – n – bone
G D
too withered and worn to weather the storm
A D
feel like i’m goin down with the wreckage
A D
i’m goin down with the wreckage

ashes to ashes
that’s what they say
i’m torn between body and soul
just killing myself
one drink at a time
trouble is all that i know

feel like i’m goin down with the wreckage
trapped in this ol’ flesh – n – bone
father i pray i’ll see heaven one day
lord don’t let me go down with the wreckage
oh don’t let me go down with the wreckage

well they call me a sinner
i reckon i Am
but i don’t know any other way
and i’ve been to juses time and time again
lord i just can’t keep the devil at bay

feel like i’m goin down with the wreckage
trapped in this ol’ flesh – n – bone
and i can’t believe he bled a river for me
lord don’t let me go down with the wreckage
oh don’t let me go down with the wreckage
feel like i’m goin down with the wreckage