| You can take my cold beer
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| You can take my pack of smokes
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| I don’t need no lovin'
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| I just want a Jack and Coke
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| You can take my keys
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| But don’t take my whiskey from me
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| I don’t care for business deals
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| Or priceless shiny things
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| Just give me a dirty broad
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| And a bottle of Jim Beam
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| I don’t mind playin' a fool
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| I guess I’m too far gone
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| But if you please don’t bother me
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| Just leave me alone
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| You can take it all, take anything
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| But don’t take the whiskey from me
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| I ain’t trying to fall in love
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| That woman broke my heart
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| Left with both my babies
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| I just want a Maker’s Mark
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| Yeah, I might get mean
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| If you take my whiskey from me
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| I ain’t much a gamblin' man
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| My poker face is weak
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| I’ll see you young Kentucky
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| And raise you a glass of Tennessee
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| You can make it easy
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| Or you can make it hard
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| But you best make it a double and sit it right there on the bar
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| You can take it all, take anything
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| But don’t take my whiskey from me
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| Down down down down
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| Down down down down
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| Down down down down
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| Down down down down
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| Down down down down
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| Down down down down
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| And I don’t wanna talk no more
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| I don’t wanna hear you speak
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| Hard times and bad luck
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| Done got the best of me
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| Can’t you see I’m weak
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| But don’t take my whiskey from me
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| You can kick me out the bar
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| But I’ll stop by the store
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| And buy another 90 proof
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| Damnit, I need some more
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| Forget about that Seagram’s Gin
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| And Bailey’s Irish Cream
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| And I don’t care how grey that goose is
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| 'Cause it ain’t brown enough for me
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| Forget about it all take everything
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| But don’t take the whiskey from me
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| You can take it all take everything
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| But don’t take the whiskey from me
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| You can take it all take everything
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| But please don’t take the whiskey from me |