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I take a pint of whiskey And crack open its lid I drink the bottle empty Just like my poor daddy did. I take after my family My fate's the blood in me No one grows old in this household We are a dying breed. I take a red and blue one From my Mama's purse I wash 'em down with homemade wine To see what kicks in first (repeat chorus) I take another needle Black powder and a spoon I set my sights on heaven And shoot for the moon. (repeat chorus) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |