| Well I’m out on a tear 'cause she’s tearing me apart
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| If I look rough on the outside, you ought to see my heart.
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| And this look in my eyes shows beyond a doubt,
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| Since my woman left, I’m down and out.
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| Well, I’m down at the bar, out of my mind,
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| Tighter than an eight-day clock with no way to unwind,
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| That jukebox cries the blues like it knows what I’m about.
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| Since my woman left, I’m down and out.
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| Well I’m down to my last dollar, but I don’t really care.
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| My friends have all got whiskey, and they don’t mind if I share.
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| They know how it feels to have your heart torn inside out,
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| Since my woman left, I’m down and out.
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| Well, I’m down at the bar, out of my mind,
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| Tighter than an eight-day clock with no way to unwind,
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| That jukebox cries the blues like it knows what I’m about.
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| Since my woman left, I’m down and out.
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| Since my woman left, since my woman left,
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| Since my woman left, I’m down and out. |