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Each night I leave the barroom when it's over |
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Not feeling any pain at closing time |
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But tonight you memory found me much to sober |
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I couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind |
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Tonight the bottle let me down |
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And let you memory come around |
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The one true friend I thought I'd found |
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Tonight the bottle let down |
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I've always had a bottle I could turn to |
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And lately I've been turning everyday |
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But the wine don't take effect the way it used to |
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And I'm hurting in an old familiar way |
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Tonight the bottle let me down |
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And let you memory come around |
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The one true friend I thought I'd found |
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Tonight the bottle let down |
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Tonight the bottle let down |
