The lady and me both agree
some days we just don't get along
But the whiskey and me both agree
Maybe we're both just better off
The preacher believes that on me
All of these demons hangin on
But we both know if they don't I get lonely
Need a few to tag along
Hangin here by a thread
Hear a voice inside my head
Lye me beside you every night
And any day you might be gone
She said in case you haven't noticed that
I've played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long
Nooo-ooo
And I ain't about to anymore
The wagon I'm in's paper thin,
I think one wheel's comin off
Hey sister sin with that grin,
Where you been, so kind of you to help me off
Hangin here by a thread
Hear a voice inside my head
Lye me beside you every night
And every day you might be gone
She said in case you haven't noticed that
I've played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long
Nooo-ooo
And I ain't about to anymore
Fall from grace, kingdom come,
Lying face down in the mud,
Please don't hate, Love no church
For I know not just what I've done
Fall from grace, kingdom come,
Lying face down in the mud,
Please don't hate, Love no church
For I know not just what I've done
Lying face down in the mud,
For I know not just what I've done
Lye me beside you every night
And every day you might be gone
She said in case you haven't noticed that
I've played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long
Nooo-ooo
And I ain't about to anymore
Lye me beside you every night
And every day you might be gone
She said in case you haven't noticed that
I've played second fiddle to the bottle for a little too long
Nooo-ooo
And I ain't about to anymore
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