| You said come just as you are
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| Skin and bones smell like a bar
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| You sure you want me there this way
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| Okay, well I’m on my way
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| I’ll grab this bottle just in case
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| I’m just too ashamed to pray
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| Well I’m bringing this burden to you now
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| Yea the prodigal son returns
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| The only way that I know how, the only way that I know how
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| Gonna drive my steel horse down to the alter
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| Put my hands on the tank and pray
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| Lord I ain’t got much to offer
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| And I ain’t tryin to die this way
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| So may this bottle be the body
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| And this bourbon be the blood
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| If I pour it out will you take my offering
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| Give me the strength to never pick it up
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| Yea here I stand, just as I am
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| You know most folks don’t understand
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| That I’m talkin bout pourin out my best friend
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| Damn, it sounds so sad, but that’s how it is
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| And that’s why it’s gotta end
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| Lord I’ve tried it by myself
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| Forget my pride, I need your help
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| Gonna drive my steel horse down to the alter
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| Put my hands on the tank and pray
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| Lord I ain’t got much to offer
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| But I ain’t tryin to die this way
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| So may this bottle be the body
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| And this bourbon be the blood
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| If I pour it out will you take my offering
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| Give me the strength to never pick it up
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| Here I stand, just as I am
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| Mmmmmhmmmmmmm
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| So fill that river full of tears and whiskey
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| Blood I’ve spilled and the wars I’ve waged
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| A thousand loved lost heart broke memories
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| Scars on the heart and the skin I’m wearin
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| Raise me up, a brand new man
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| So I can face this world, just as I am
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| You said come just as you are
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| Skin and bones and broken heart
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| You kept your word, and here I stand,
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| Born again, just as I am |