Its All Going To Pot Ukulele chords by Willie Nelson

Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard
Songwriters: Buddy Cannon , Jamey Johnson and Larry Shell

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It?s all going to pot
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Whether we like it or not

The best I can tell the worlds gone to hell
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And we?re sure gonna miss it a lot

All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
            C
Just doesn?t hit the spot
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I gotta hundred dollar bill, friend

 You can keep your pills
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Cause it?s all going to pot

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That crackle-cobble-head-in-a-box
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Must think I?m dumb as a rock

Readin? the daily news

While I?m kickin?n off my shoes
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It?s scarin? me outta my socks



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The Red Headed Stranger I?m not
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But buddy, let me tell you what

I ya ask ol' Will, he'll tell ya here's the deal
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Friends, it's all goin' to pot

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Well, it?s all going to pot
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Whether we like it or not

Best I can tell

The world?s gone to hell
                    G
And we?re all gonna miss it a lot


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All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
             C
Just couldn't hit the spot
    D
I gotta hundred dollar billbill

You can keep your pills, friend
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It?s all going to pot
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Well I thought I had found me a girl
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Sweetest little thing in the world

But all my jokes went up in smoke
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When I caught her makin eyes at Merle

He said, sweet little honey

With her eye on your money
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She's gonna take every penny you got
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I said she's never gonna get it

Cause I've already spent it
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Merle, it's all goin' to pot

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Well, it?s all going to pot
               D
Whether we like it or not

Best I can tell

The world?s gone to hell
                          G
And we?re all gonna miss it a lot



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All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
             C
Just couldn't hit the spot
    D
I gotta hundred dollar billbill

You can keep your pills, friend
          G
It?s all going to pot
      D
I gotta hundred dollar bill

You can keep your pills, friend
              G
It?s all going to pot