| I knew the first time should’ve been the last time
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| I ever let the whiskey touch my lips
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| 'Cause the devil wears black and he goes by Jack
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| And he’s really good at helpin' me forget
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| I thought it was cool when I was a kid
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| Walkin' around with that cigarette lit
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| On that ol' dirt road, I lit my first smoke
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| And I knew right then it wouldn’t let me go
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| And it’s all or nothin'
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| So keep it comin'
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| Let that feelin' run through my veins
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| Ain’t no stoppin', keep on rockin', yeah
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| It seems I’m always
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| Yeah, I’m always
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| Pickin' up what I can’t put down
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| Yeah, I’m always
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| Pickin' up what I can’t put, can’t put, can’t put down
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| She looked my way then looked back again
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| Gotta different kinda high when I touched her skin
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| When she laid it on me, she rocked my world
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| I knew I’d never get away from that girl
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| Repeat Chorus
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| When I walked into my first smoky bar
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| Cranked up the amp and played this guitar
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| Had 'em singin' along by the end of the night
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| And I knew I finally got one thing right
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| And it’s all or nothin'
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| So keep it comin'
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| Let that feelin' run through my veins
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| Ain’t no stoppin', keep on rockin', yeah
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| It seems I’m always
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| Yeah, I’m always
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| Pickin' up what I can’t put down
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| Yeah, I’m always
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| Pickin' up what I can’t put, can’t put, can’t put down
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| Yeah, I’m always
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| Pickin' up what I can’t put, can’t put, can’t put down
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| Yeah, yeah, I wanna put it down |