| Well, I rolled and I tumbled
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| Cried the whole night long
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| Well, I rolled and I tumbled
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| Cried the whole night long
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| When I woke up this morning
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| Didn’t know right or wrong
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| Well, if the river was a whiskey
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| And I was a diving duck
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| If the river was a whiskey
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| And I was a diving duck
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| Well, I would dive to the bottom
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| I’d swear, I’d never come up
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| Well, I coulda had religion
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| In this bad old Sunday
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| I coulda had religion
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| In this bad old Sunday
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| But whiskey and bad love
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| Wouldn’t let me have my way
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| I rolled and I tumbled
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| And I rolled and I tumbled
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| I rolled and I tumbled |