| He asked me for a dollar, I said «Go get a job»
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| I turned up my collar and started walkin' off
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| He said «I don’t blame you, I know what you think.
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| I’d just spend your money, to buy another drink»
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| But you don’t know Jack,
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| Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks,
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| Until you’ve lost it all.
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| And you can’t go back
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| To your life, and your kids, and your ex-wife
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| With just a telephone call.
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| If you think it’s just a bottle,
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| In an old brown paper sack
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| You don’t know Jack
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| He showed me a picture, of two little girls
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| Wearin' Easter dresses, hair done up in curls
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| He said «God bless their mamma,
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| She said I couldn’t stay.
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| And buddy if you’re wonderin',
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| How could I throw it all away»
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| You don’t know Jack,
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| Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks,
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| Until you’ve lost it all.
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| And you can’t go back
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| To your life, and your kids, and your ex-wife
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| With just a telephone call.
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| If you think it’s just a bottle,
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| In an old brown paper sack
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| You don’t know Jack
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| If you never felt the fire,
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| Running through your veins,
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| If you’ve never seen the devil,
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| Face to face
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| You don’t know Jack,
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| Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks,
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| Until you’ve lost it all.
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| So brother just be glad, and tonight
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| Hold your kids, kiss your wife
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| And when you talk to God,
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| Count up all your blessings
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| And thank the good Lord that
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| You don’t know Jack
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| You don’t know Jack |