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Bag of whiskey on my back |
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And the sheriff is on my track |
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I'm gonna make it through the world |
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If I can I'd take your worst to go my bail ' |
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Ruther to go to the county jail |
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You better make it through the world |
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If you can |
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If you can, if you can |
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You better make it through the world |
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If you can |
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If you want to have to leave home |
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You just stick wit' a bottle of corn |
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You have to make it through the world |
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If you can |
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You may think they's doin' you wrong |
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But they'll send ya to the county farm |
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You better make it through the world |
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If you can |
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If you can, if you can |
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You've gotta fake it to the world |
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If you can |
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When you go out for a load |
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The sheriff will stop you on the road |
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You'll have to make it to the world |
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If you can |
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It's a real surprisin' thing |
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That to hear those .44's ring |
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You better fake it to the world |
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If you can |
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If you can, if you can |
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You've gotta fake it to the world if you can (fiddle & guitar) ' |
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Boy, they'll sure get you here about liquor' (fiddle & guitar) |
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Ev'ra since that state went dry |
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The bootleggers have to stand shy |
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They gonna keep out the way of the sheriff |
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If they can |
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If they can, if they can |
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They gonna keep out the way a-the sheriffs |
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If they can. |
