| Ain’t no tellin' how long that sun’s been up
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| Cause it’s dark as a dungeon while I’m lying here in this bunk
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| I can hear em' sound checkin' but I’m not sure what city were playing
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| I take a hit from my camel and I fix my whiskey craving, my whiskey craving
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| When the lights go down I’ll find me a hometown girl
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| Some brown eye’d honey that thinks she wants to give me a whirl
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| It’ll go too far and she’s probably gonna call me baby
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| But she’ll never be you, and she damn sure ain’t my baby
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| So I drink, and I smoke, and I act like I’m okay
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| And I guess we’ll just keep goin' our separate ways
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| Well last night I started dialing your number and I just hung up
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| I had it all rehearsed in my mind but my tongue got stuck
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| Tonight I’m gonna close my eyes when she calls me baby
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| But she’ll never be you and she’s never gonna be my baby
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| So I drink, and I smoke, and I act like I’m okay
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| And I guess we’ll just keep goin' our separate ways
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| Separate days, separate nights
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| Wishin' you were here, while she’s by my side
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| In case you’re wondering, if you can’t tell
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| This livin' the dream’s a livin' hell
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| I sure hope you’re doin' well
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| I drink, and I smoke, and I act like I’m okay
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| And I guess we’ll just keep goin' our separate ways |