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I like whiskey in the morning and in the evening.
when the sky turns grey looking for the old bottle of old number seven clear.
its the only thing that drys those tears.
There's fire and theres lightning Ive feel taken in.
A prisoner to this dull and aching pain.
like running from your mother its hard to run from something that you are.
it's three in the morning and im feeling blue and honey all i think about is you
and what about when the morning comes. days break and make a better dawn.
and ill drink another ill drink to the days ill drink to all the troubles i have seen.
and for another round last bottle in this river town.
I like whiskey in the morning and in the evening.
when the sky turns grey looking for the old bottle of old number seven clear.
its the only thing that drys those tears.