| Last night he fell down but he got right back up
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| Had one too many I guess
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| Tomorrow he won’t remember tonight he just want’s to forget
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| The pressure he’s under the hell he’s been in
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| The knife twisted up in his gut
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| When this is all over he’s going to get sober
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| Right now he’s just down on his luck
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| Sometimes a man takes a drink
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| So he can just throw his head back and laugh
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| At things he can’t change
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| Like the bills he can’t pay and all of those ghosts from the past
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| It’s the crutch he leans on when things have gone wrong
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| Life didn’t turn out like he planned
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| Sometimes a man takes a drink
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| Sometimes a drink takes the man
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| Not that long ago he could take it or leave it
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| Now he wonders when it all changed
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| When did he stop being happy go lucky and become a prisoner in chains
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| Trapped behind bars no longer in charge
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| Where did the good times all go
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| He knows it’s got him because he’s on the bottom
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| Real close to out of control
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| Sometimes a man takes a drink
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| So he can just throw his head back and laugh
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| At things he can’t change
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| Like the bills he can’t pay and all of those ghosts from the past
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| It’s the crutch he leans on when things have gone wrong
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| Life didn’t turn out like he planned
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| Sometimes a man takes a drink
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| Oh, but sometimes a drink takes the man
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| Sometimes a man takes a drink
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| Oh, but sometimes a drink takes the man |