Standard (EADGBE)

Any time of the year

I?d walk a country mile

A pint and a bag in my pocket

Characterized my style

I was wasted not strong as I am now so wasted not strong as I am now

Always the beautiful son

Always a pack of my friends

Always the worry and trouble

For that sweet buzz that always ends

When you are wasted not strong as I am now

So wasted not strong as I am now

Forty feet up in this pine tree

 In a fortress made of scrap wood

Marvel comics, playboys, bongs

 Make a 10 year 12 year 16 year old boy feel good

(vocal solo Over chorus music)

then there came that day

when my tree house finally fell

I said good-bye to my friends in the woods

 All those brothers that would never tell

We were so wasted not strong as we are now

Oh we were so wasted so wasted so wasted

(more vocal solo end on A)