| Looked in the mirror today
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| Found my first line on my face
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| You really don’t know how to take
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| Watching your whiskers turnin' gray
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| So I closed my eyes
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| And thought about my life
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| When the Whiskey used to burn
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| Oh when the Whiskey used to burn
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| High School and pick up trucks
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| Sneaking out with summer love
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| Yeah you know all those nights we just couldn’t get enough
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| Coming home at 3am
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| From places we’d never been
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| Yeah we were just kids back then
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| We didn’t know first times
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| It happened just one time
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| When the Whiskey used to burn
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| When the Whiskey used to burn
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| Back when I still could feel my broken heart
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| Sometimes I wish I could go back to the start
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| When the Whiskey used to burn
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| There ain’t much I’d change
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| Sometimes I missed those days
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| When the Whiskey
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| Used to burn
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| When the Whiskey
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| Used to burn
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| Back when I could still feel my broken heart
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| Sometimes I wish I could go back
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| To the start
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| Yeah |