| My callous hands, they turn to fists
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| My hard earned cash, it turns to piss
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| That devil liquor got me
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| Pulled me down into his hole
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| That dirty water’s got me drowning
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| Dirty water’s swallowing my soul
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| It turned my car, into a ditch
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| It turned my girl, into a bitch
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| It’s clogging up my filter
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| All my dreams have washed away
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| That dirty water’s got me cryin'
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| Dirty water’s drowned another day
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| That dirty water’s got me lyin'
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| Dirty water’s gonna make me pay
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| Oh oh oh Dirty water… oh oh oh gonna make pay
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| It takes my mind, and kicks my ass
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| And now my mouth, is spewin' trash
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| I’m running with the Devil
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| To that Honky Tonk below
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| That dirty water’s cloudy
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| Now that dirty water’s drownin' me real slow
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| That dirty water’s wants to choke me
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| Dirty water’s hand around my throat
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| It takes you down, so pure and slow
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| Have another round, my good man Joe
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| My glass is my companion
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| And she never let’s me know
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| That dirty water’s out to get me
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| Dirty water’s cancelin' the show
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| That dirty water never let’s me, dirty water never let’s me go
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| So take these words, from this here source
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| 'cause if I could, I’d change my course
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| Please dirty water dontcha take me
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| Dirty water don’t foresake me |