| The week has just begun, let’s have a little fun
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| Let’s have a drink or two, I’ll lift a glass with you
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| They say that I’m a fool and I’ll drink my life away
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| But I’m a happy man, and this way I’m gonna stay
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| It’s better to be broke, you’ve nothing left to lose
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| For he’s a happy man who lives without a care
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| To laugh and drink and sing is what we always choose
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| It’s better to be drunk, there’s nothing can compare
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| The tax collector said, he’s going to sell me bed
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| But I’ll be laughing last, the ground is warm and dry
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| And if your wife complains, to her you must explain
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| That if you keep a’drinking she’ll be pretty by and by!
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| It’s better to be broke, you’ve nothing left to lose
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| For he’s a happy man who lives without a care
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| To laugh and drink and sing is what we always choose
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| It’s better to be drunk, there’s nothing can compare
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| And when the whistle blows, the reckoning will show
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| With nothing I arrived, and with nothing I will go
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| Who watches o’er our days, 'tis Heaven only knows…
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| I pray that God will take me where the whiskey flows
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| It’s better to be broke, you’ve nothing left to lose
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| For he’s a happy man who lives without a care
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| To laugh and drink and sing is what we always choose
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| It’s better to be drunk, there’s nothing can compare
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| Most of all
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| Well if your wife complains, to her you must explain
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| That if you keep a’drinking she’ll be pretty by and by! |