Lyrics Codine - The Leaves

Codine

Got an achin' in my stomach, got a cravin' in my head
I feel like I’m dyin' and I wish I were dead
If I lived till tomorrow, it’ll be a long time
And I’ll rise and I’ll fall and I’ll die on codine
And it’s real, and it’s real, one more time
When I was a young boy, I learned not to care
From whiskey and frolic, I often did swear
My mother and father said whiskey’s a curse
But the fate of their baby was a million times worse
And it’s real, and it’s real, one more time
Stay away from the city, stay away from the town
Stay away from the men pushin' codine around
Stay away from the stores where the remedies you’ll find
For better your pain than be caught on codine
And it’s real, real, one more time