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I was cut in Mississippi in June of '36
Trucked out west to Texas and laid down here to rest
They framed my edge in maple, tacked trim around my base
But my last coat of lacquer has long since worn away
Now I've felt wine and tears and whiskey
Raining down on me
Hearts, and names and numbers carved with pocketknives and keys
I've helped to balance spirits of lovers, drunks and thieves
When their lives have let them down, they belly up to me
I've broken long neck bottles
In accidents and fights
I've been a place to rest your weary head
On those 'one too many' nights
I've overheard the best and worst of pickup lines and prayers
I've seen the start of one night stands
And the end of long affairs
I've felt wine and tears and whiskey
Raining down on me
Hearts, and names and numbers carved with pocketknives and keys
I've helped to balance spirits of lovers, drunks and thieves
When their lives have let them down, they belly up to me
Sometimes I wish that I was still there rising with the pines
My roots deep in the delta - limbs soaked in sunshine
It's a world away from happy hours and closin' times
Now I've felt wine and tears and whiskey
Raining down on me
Hearts, and names and numbers carved with pocketknives and keys
I've helped to balance spirits of lovers, drunks and thieves
Cause one time or another, they've all felt the need
To let their inhibitions down, and belly up to me
Belly up to me
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