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Kerry Livgren - Whiskey Seed lyrics
Well I've been down on the row and I'm livin' so low (That) I'd sell you my britches fo' a nickel I done spent all my bread just to screw up my head An' that ol' reaper is comin' with his sickle I'd get down in the mud (just) for one little shot Trade you for a bottle everything I got It's the devil's own so brother take heed Don't go plantin' that ol' Whiskey Seed I don't know where I been ain't no where or no when And my liver's so bad I'm turnin' yellow Occupation's a bum an' (a) zero's my sum Got the D.T.'s so bad I look like Jell-O Well the gutter's my bed, the paper's my sheet You can find me lyin' out in the street It's the devil's own so brother take heed Don't go plantin' that ol' Whiskey Seed (Well) Now I'm feelin' so low I got nowhere to go If I found a big hole I think I'd crawl in And I wisht' I could hide 'cause it feels like I died And I hear that ol' bottle still a-callin' But I'm tryin' to find a way to get out Sometimes makes me want to jump and shout It's the devil's own so brother take heed Don't go plantin' that ol' Whiskey Seed |
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