| I got holes in both my pockets where all the money goes
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| And this guitar life is lonesome, it’s the only life I know
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| It’s a fire that keeps on burning, hard times they lit the fuse
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| I’m a rider on this lonesome train called «Bourbon and the Blues»
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| I keep one foot on the ladder, the other one on the slide
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| Jesus and the Devil, they just won’t let me decide
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| I keep gettin' the same advice Hank Williams never used
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| Now I’m somewhere south of Birmingham with bourbon and the blues
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| And they say «Boy, you oughta change your whiskey ways»
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| They don’t know it ain’t my choice to choose
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| It’s a stubborn kind of crazy keeps my head here in the noose
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| And the only friends that understand is bourbon and the blues
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| I got holes in both my pockets where all the money goes
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| And this guitar life is lonesome, it’s the only life I know
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| It’s a fire that keeps on burning, them hard times they lit the fuse
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| I’m a rider on this lonesome train called «Bourbon and the Blues»
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| And they say «Boy, you oughta change your whiskey ways»
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| They don’t know it ain’t my choice to choose
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| It’s a stubborn kind of crazy keeps my head here in the noose
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| And the only friends that understand is bourbon and the blues
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| Yeah the only friends that understand is bourbon and the blues
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| Yeah the only friends that understand is bourbon and the blues
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| Yeah, bourbon and the blues |