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I was drunk on hooch four nights long |
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When I rolled underneath this mobile home |
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The folks woke up and drove away |
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Left me here with these two dead legs |
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Now I'm rolling, rolling, rolling |
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I've been rolling |
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And I roll to the switchyards |
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Roll past the cops |
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I roll to the boxcars |
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And I pick myself up |
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I roll through the nights |
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And I roll through the gates |
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I roll through the cities |
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And I roll through the states |
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This is my body |
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This is my blood |
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Sufficient |
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I am to the day |
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The Lord took my legs |
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Now it won't help if you pray |
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So don't spill my courage away |
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No don't spill my courage away |
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Well I know what you want from me |
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You need an interviewin' for your christian |
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TVAnd prove to your viewers what a man can lose |
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You've got the wrath of |
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God and losing confused |
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Cause I've been rolling, rolling, rolling |
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I've been rolling |
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You say my savior has forgotten me |
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You say my |
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God has forsaken me |
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You say my savior has forgotten me |
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You say may |
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God have pity on me |
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This is my body |
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This is my blood |
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Sufficient |
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I am to the day |
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The Lord took my legs |
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Now it won't help if you pray |
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So don't spill my courage away |
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No don't spill my courage away |
