| He said I was fifteen when I first tasted lightening
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| From a batch my daddy made himself
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| A stolen joke for me and the neighbor’s daughter
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| I wanted her more than I feared daddy’s belt
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| And when the buzzin' took the place of the burning
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| That drunk kiss made me burn more than I ever burned before
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| And it was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| To want some more
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| And like a drop of water to a thirsty man
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| Like a postcard picture of the promise land
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| A piece of candy candy from an old dime store
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| And it was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| To want some more
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| And I was up for anything when I was younger
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| I raised more hell than the devil did himself
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| But the good lord must’ve knew I needed an angel
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| 'Cause I was on my way to an early grave or jail
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| She was a breath of spring in a long grin cotton dress
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| And she looked my way when I didn’t know what I was looking for
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| And it was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| To want me some more
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| Like a sip of whiskey to a drinking man
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| Like a sprinkle of rain on the desert sand
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| A little ray of daylight on a jailhouse floor
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| And it was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| To want me some more
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| Now I’m old and crippled, and some say, wiser
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| I can’t believe how fast the years they fly
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| And the one thing that I’ve learned in all my years of living
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| Is that you, you never lived enough when you die
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| Like a drop of water to a thirsty man
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| Like a postcard picture of the promise land
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| A piece of candy candy from an old dime store
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| And it was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| It was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| It was just enough, just enough, yeah just enough
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| To want me some more |