| One of these days I’m gonna wake up
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| With somethin' to lose, and I’ll get over you
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| I walk outside, I look at the sky
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| And for the first time, the clear blue eyes
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| My head won’t hurt, my heart won’t ache
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| I won’t forgive myself for my mistakes
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| And I’ll be good as new
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| If I can just get through my whiskey years
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| One of these nights when I’m feelin' brave
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| You’ll come back around and I’m gonna put you down
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| I might start to shake, well, I’ll find the strength
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| To stand up straight and I’ll walk away
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| And I won’t look back, you won’t see
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| If I fall apart when you follow me
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| I’ll be good as new
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| If I can just get through my whiskey years
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| My whiskey years, my wilder days
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| The crazy times when I was stoned out of my mind
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| When I could sit and sip away all the hurt and pain
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| Whom I tryna fool? |
| I’m still goin' through
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| My whiskey years
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| My whiskey years, my wilder days
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| The crazy times, when I was stoned out of my mind
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| When I could sit and sip away all the hurt and pain
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| Whom I tryna fool? |
| I’m still goin' through
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| My whiskey years, my whiskey years |