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Fuck, the bars are all closed
It's four in the morning
Must have shut 'em all down
By the shape that I'm in
Lay my head on the wheel
And the horn begins honking
The whole neighborhood knows
That I'm home, drunk again
It's four in the morning
If drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
Can't hold out much longer
The way that I feel
With the blood from my body
I could start my own still
But if drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
These old bones, they move slow
But so sure of their footsteps
As I trip on the floor
And I lightly touch down
Lord, it's been ten bottles since
I tried to forget her
But the memory still lingers
Lying here on the ground
Memory still lingers
If drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
Can't hold out much longer
The way that I feel, I feel
With the blood from my body
I could start my own still
But if drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
Her memory will
(Her memory will)
If drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
Can't hold out much longer
The way that I feel
With the blood from my body
I could start my own still
But if drinking don't kill me
Her memory will, her memory will, her memory will, her memory will
Her memory will
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