| Jimmy was a regular at the local drinkin' bar
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| He worked like everybody else and ways were mean and hard
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| I met him as a little boy and I liked him as I grew
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| Jimmy’s life was tough, seemed like everybody knew
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| That Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| He loved to hear a good hillbilly band
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| The scar across his face was Jimmy’s brand
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| 'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| We got to be together 'fore the good Lord tucked him in
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| He said, «I'm never coming back to this old town again»
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| Said, «No one understands me folks don’t even want me home»
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| He took a drink of wine and said, «It's hell to be alone»
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| 'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| He loved to hear a good hillbilly band
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| The scar across his face was Jimmy’s brand
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| 'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| I finally got to see ole Jim after bein' gone so long
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| By the crowd of cars around his house
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| I could tell there was something wrong
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| I arrived in time to find him in a pine box on the floor
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| His momma’s eyes were filled with tears as I stepped in the door
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| 'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| He loved to hear a good hillbilly band
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| The scar across his face was Jimmy’s brand
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| 'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
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| He loved to hear a good hillbilly band
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| The scar across his face was Jimmy’s brand
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| 'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man |