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Tonight the bottle let me down, |
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And left your memory come around; |
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The one true friend |
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I thought |
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I'd found, |
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Tonight the bottle let me down. |
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Each night |
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I leave the bar room when it's over, |
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Not feeling any pain at closing time; |
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But tonight your memory found me much too sober, |
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I couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind. |
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Tonight the bottle let me down, |
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And left your memory come around; |
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The one true friend |
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I thought |
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I'd found, |
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Tonight the bottle let me down. |
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I've always had a bottle |
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I could turn to, |
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And lately |
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I've been turnin' every day; |
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But the wine don't take effect the way it used to, |
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And I'm hurtin' in an old familiar ways. |
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Tonight the bottle let me down, |
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And left your memory come around; |
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The one true friend |
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I thought |
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I'd found, |
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Tonight the bottle let me down. |
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Tonight the bottle let me down... |