| Well, yes, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy.
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| Well, yeah, people I am a poor, drunken hearted boy.
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| I have a whole ocean of trouble,
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| And just a little, half pint of joy.
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| I drink because I’m worried, I don’t drink because I’m dry.
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| I know if I keep on drinkin, I’m liable to drink away my life.
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| But that’s alright.
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| Baby, bring me another half-a-pint,
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| I’m trying to drown these blues, yes I am.
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| People if you had my trouble,
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| Baby, I know you’d be drinkin too.
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| Alright.
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| Baby, bring me some Old Grandad’s 100 proof.
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| Don’t play like that man, you’ll make me thirsty.
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| Oh, Lord.
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| Baby, if I keep on drinkin, I know I can’t last too long.
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| Woman, if I keep on drinkin, people ya know I can’t last too long.
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| That’s alright, cause when I’m dead and buried,
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| Please think about me when you hear this song. |