| Hello barroom, my old friend
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| Yeah, it’s me, I’m drunk again
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| Like I’ve been ever since she went away
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| Now I’m just drinkin' back the part
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| That used to be my heart, 'cause after all
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| I just drank it away
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| Yeah, I’m drinkin' back the memory
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| Of a sweet little woman
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| So, Mr. Bartender, please let me stay
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| I’ve already drank about a year ago this Monday
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| She’ll be mine Tuesday
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| If I can drink back yesterday
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| A little girl I drank away got hung up in yesterday
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| I didn’t know time could move by this fast
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| Now, yesterday seems far away
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| Life just moved up another day
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| So, I’m just thinking Lord and drinkin' back the past
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| Yeah, I’m drinkin' back the memory
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| Of a sweet little woman
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| So, Mr. Bartender, please let me stay
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| I’ve already drank about a year ago this Monday
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| She’ll be mine Tuesday
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| If I can drink back yesterday
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| She’ll be mine Tuesday if I can drink back yesterday |