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Butch Hancock - Firewater lyrics
You got drunk last night, You swear you saw the Devil Don't you know Firewater seeks its own level Well, life is a cyclone Death is but a breeze Will you die on feet or will you live on your knees Your guitar strumming, Wine overflowing They say you have it coming If you never got it going You blame it on your baby That your heart was broke in half Well I can see you've just been crying so you don't have to laugh There ain't nothing sacred You can beg or steal or borrow When you're swimming in self-pity You'll be drowning in your sorrow You got drunk last night, You swear you saw the Devil Don't you know Firewater seeks its own level Well your clothes fit fine Your hair looks great You time you can waste But no time to wait Your drowning me in the waves of your brain It ain't love anymore It's just entertainment If the Devil made you do it Well go for it honey Just be sure you give him a run for his money You can kill the bottle There ain't no murder mystery There's a little bit left but all the rest is natural history You got drunk last night, You swear you saw the Devil Don't you know Firewater seeks its own level Well, perched on your back Was this loud-mouthed vulture Y'all were talkin back and forth about the counter-counter culture Smoke was hanging heavy, Everybody had to breathe it Your hands were on the table but your thoughts were underneath it Everybody got stoned and when the night was over The wildest one there was the coldest sober But you and all the rest Your eyes were getting muddy Cause the bartender knows he gotta serve somebody You got drunk last night, You swear you saw the Devil Don't you know Firewater seeks its own level |
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