Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and burned like hell
I cut hickory just to fire the still
Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill
Brown eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of the thunder when the rains fallin down
And it looks like the old mans getting on
(Brown-Eyed Women)
Half of my life I spent doing time for some other fuckers crime
Other half found me stumblin around drunk on burgundy wine
But I’ll get back on my feet someday
The good lord willing if he says I may
I know that the life I’m livings no good
I’ll make a new start live the life I should
(Wharf Rat)
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