| My drinking days are over
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| No more nights at the Carousel
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| My buddies say they’re gonna miss me but
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| Who could ever tell
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| I never knew what time it was
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| Til closing time came round
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| My drinking days are over
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| But I’m still troublebound
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| I used to hang at the Horseshoe
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| You’d see me spinning at the Broken Spoke
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| I’d take my gal to The Gaslight
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| We lived on whiskey and smoke
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| Don’t know how it all started
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| Didn’t mean to hurt no one
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| Some bad luck and what’s done can’t be undone
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| Well it was way past midnight
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| Anetta hollered out last call
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| I turned around and Wranglin' Ron
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| Was headed for a brawl
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| I didn’t know that other guy was a cop
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| I guess I didn’t care
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| Sometime you gotta act like you gotta pair
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| My drinking days are over…
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| I got a ride out to Huntsville
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| I’ll be there for a while
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| Staring out a mesh window
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| Mile after mile
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| I don’t have any regrets, well
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| Maybe just a few
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| A man’s gonna do what he’s gonna do
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| My drinking days are over… |