And my belly is craving, I got a shakin in my head, Feel like Im dyin and I wish I was dead. If I lived till tomorrow thatll be a long time, But Ill reel and Ill fall and rise on codine And its real, and its real, one more time. Well, when I was a young girl I learned not to care About whiskey and from it I often did swear. My mother and father said whiskey is a curse, But the fate of their baby is a many times worse, And its real, and its real, one more time. Stay away from the cities, stay away from the towns, Stay away from the men pushin the codine around. Stay away from the stores where the remedy is fine, For better your pain than be caught on codine, And its real, and its real, one more time. Youll forget youre a woman, youll forget about men, Try it just once, and youll try it again. Youll forget about life, youll forget about time, And youll live off your days as a slave to codine. And its real, and its real, one more time. But if I die tomorrow, still one thing Ive done, Id heeded the warning that I got when I was young. My one satisfaction it comes when I think That Im living my life without bendin to drink And its real, and its real, one more time. And my belly is craving, I got a shaking in my head I feel like Im dyin and I wish I was dead. If I live till tomorrow thatll be a long time, For Ill reel and Ill fall and Ill die on codine, And its real, and its real, one more time. https://youtube/watch?v=Y3qMK2npBe8
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 02:09:42 +0000
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