| Well I’m drunk… cause that’s just what i want to be
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| But a whole shine still, still couldn’t kill these mean ol' memories
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| I’m a tear soaked, heart broke joke and a pitiful sight to see
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| But that’s all right because tonight might be the last for me
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| Cause I think I’ll drink and cry and wonder why I’m so torn up inside
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| Gentleman Jack if you can’t bring her back, but let me make things right
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| Then I think I’ll try to dry up every bottle of booze in sight
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| And I’ll just drink and cry and die tonight
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| Well this fifth of Jim Beam just might make it seem like it ain’t really so bad
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| And this fifth of Brown just might drown all the memories of what we had
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| And this Johnnie Walker’s red might just kill dead every brain cell making me
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| mad
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| But all the drink in the world won’t give me back the girl that left me so
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| sorry and sad
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| So I think I’ll drink and cry and wonder why I’m so torn up inside
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| Gentleman Jack if you can’t bring her back, but let me make things right
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| Then I think I’ll try to dry up every bottle of booze in sight
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| And I’ll just drink and cry and die tonight
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| That clock strike tells this fool who fell that it’s nearly closing time
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| And no more can I see what she’s done to me for the tears blinded out my eyes
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| So cheers, here’s to the years of sin, one last drink before I die
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| Bottoms up, so long friend, this here is the end, good bye!
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| Yes I think I’ll drink and cry and wonder why I’m so torn up inside
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| Gentleman Jack if you can’t bring her back, but let me make things right
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| Then I think I’ll try to dry up every bottle of booze in sight
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| And I’ll just drink and cry and die tonight |