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Sometimes I don't know where |
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This dirty road is taking me |
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Sometimes I don't even know the reason why |
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But I guess I keep a-gamblin' |
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Lots of booze and lots of ramblin' |
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Well it's easier than just a-waitin' around to die |
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One time, friends, I had a ma |
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I even had a pa |
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Well he beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried |
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She told him to take care of me |
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Headed down to Tennessee |
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Well it's easier than just a-waitin' around to die |
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Well I came of age and I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar |
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She cleaned me out and hit in on the sly |
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I tried to hide the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train |
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Well it's easier than just waitin' around to die |
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A friend said he knew |
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Where some easy money was |
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We robbed a man, and brother did we fly |
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The posse caught up with me |
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And drug me back to Muskogee |
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Two long years waitin' around to die |
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Well, now I'm out of prison |
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I got me a friend at last |
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Well he don't drink or steal or cheat or lie |
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His name's codeine |
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He's the nicest thing I've seen |
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Yah, together we're gonna wait around and die |
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Yah together we're gonna wait around and die |
