| I remember a girl from the Salvation Army
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| Walked into the barroom last night
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| Well, she took out her bible and sat down beside us
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| And proceeded to show us the light
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| Well, we must’ve been drunk
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| When we said we’d stop drinking
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| A double shot over the line
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| Oh, we had to be drunk
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| Lord what were we thinkin'
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| Well, we must have been out of our minds
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| Well, I rolled a smoke, as she read us a scripture
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| St. Peter, St. Luke and St. Paul
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| And I said, now how come your talkin' about walkin' on water
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| to two drunks who can’t even crawl
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| Well, we must’ve been drunk
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| When we said we’d stop drinking
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| A double shot over the line
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| Oh, we had to be drunk
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| Lord what were we thinkin'
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| Well, we must have been out of our minds
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| I was down on my knees the last I remember
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| She was prayin' me back to the fold
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| And I might have promised that I’d give up the bottle
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| but Jack Daniels walked off with my soul
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| Well, we must’ve been drunk
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| When we said we’d stop drinking
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| A double shot over the line
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| Oh, we had to be drunk
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| Lord what were we thinkin'
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| Well, we must have been out of our minds
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| Well, we must’ve been drunk
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| When we said we’d stop drinking
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| A double shot over the line
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| Oh, we had to be drunk
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| Lord what were we thinkin'
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| Well, we must have been out of our minds
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| Well, we must have been out of our minds |