| Livin' hard was easy when I was young and bullet-proof
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| I had no chains to bind me, just a guitar and a roof
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| Emptied every bottle, when I poured I never missed
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| I had blood shot eyes at twenty-five or was it twenty-six
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| Didn’t seem to matter what price I had to pay
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| 'Cause anything worth havin', I’d just lose anyway
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| Friends worried about me they’d asked if I was sick
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| Thought I wouldn’t die at twenty-five or was it twenty-six
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| Those two years run together like whiskey over ice
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| Meltin' into memories like somebody else’s life
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| I’m glad to say, I’ve come around
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| But if I could have one wish
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| I’d like another try at twenty-five
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| Or was it twenty-six
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| Met a girl from Georgia, smart and pretty, college grad
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| I thought my luck was changin' but then it all went bad
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| I guess I fell in love with her all it took was just one kiss
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| But then she said goodbye at twenty-five or was it twenty-six
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| Those two years run together like whiskey over ice
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| Meltin' into memories like somebody else’s life
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| I’m glad to say, I’ve come around
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| But if I could have one wish
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| I’d like another try at twenty-five
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| Or was it twenty-six
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| I’ve been down that road before almost as far as hell
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| Deception or redemption, I guess only time will tell
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| I have faith and the knowledge that God gave us a gift
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| I couldn’t hide at twenty-five or was it twenty-six
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| Those two years run together like whiskey over ice
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| Meltin' into memories like somebody else’s life
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| I’m glad to say, I’ve come around
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| But if I could have one wish
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| I’d like another try at twenty-five
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| Or was it twenty-six |