The bars are all closed
It s four in the morning
Must have shut em all down
By the shape that I m in
I lay my head on the wheel
And the horn begins honking
The whole neighborhood knows
That I m home d runk again
Chorus:
And if drinking don t kill me
Her memory will
I can t hold out much longer
The way that I feel
With the blood from my body
I could start my own still
And if drinking don t kill me
Her mem ory will
These will old b ones they move slow
But so sure of their footsteps
As I trip on the floor and lightly touch down
Lord it s been ten bottles since I tried to forget her
But the memory still lingers lying here on the gr ound
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