| Sometimes I don’t know where this dirty road is taking me
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| Sometimes I can’t even see the reason why
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| I guess I’ll keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin'
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| It’s easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die
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| One-time friends, I had a ma, hell I even had a pa
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| He beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried
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| She told him to take care of me, headed back to Tennessee
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| It’s easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die
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| Yeah, I guess it’s easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die
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| I came of age and I found a girl down in a Tuscaloosa bar
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| She cleaned me out and hit it on the sly
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| I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train
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| It’s easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die
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| Yeah, it seemed easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die
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| Well a friend said he knew where some easy money was
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| We robbed a man and brother did we fly
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| But the posse caught up with me, drug my ass back to Muskogee
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| Now It’s two long years a-waitin' 'round to die
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| Now it’s two long years just a-waitin' 'round to die
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| Now I’m out of prison, I got me a friend at last
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| He don’t drink or steal or cheat or lie
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| And his name is codeine, he’s 'bout the nicest thing I ever seen
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| Together we’re gonna wait 'round to die
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| Together we’re gonna wait 'round to die
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| Together we’re gonna wait 'round to die
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| Together we’re gonna wait 'round to die
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| Sometimes I don’t know where this dirty road is taking me
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| It’s easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die |