| He played guitar in a honky-tonk band
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| He drank Jack Daniels, black label brand
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| He was the life of the party
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| Till they closed down the bar
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| In the eyes of a young boy, he was a star
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| (Chorus:)
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| He’d say, «son, don’t you run down the roads that i’ve run
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| And don’t go and sing all the songs that i’ve sun
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| 'Cause this kind of livin' takes its toll on a man
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| And through the smoke and the neon i saw it first hand
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| I got the lowdown on the highlife
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| Bust still here i am.»
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| The blues and the bottle held him under their spell
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| Took him to heaven and put us through hell
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| Well, sometimes I feel him up on this stage
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| His restless spirit
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| Still runs through my veins
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| (Chorus)
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| I got the lowdown on the highlife
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| But still here I am
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| Mmm… |