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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I woke up this morning And lit yesterday’s cigarette Finished off last night’s bottle It sure helps with all the regrets Half my life in prison The rest spent in her prison cell If it weren’t for the whiskey My life would’ve been a living hell I don’t know why I do it I guess she’s all I’ve ever known She’s got dinner waiting At least I’m not stuck here all alone But when the liquor finally hits her, She gets mad and mean as hell The devil wouldn’t want her And I’m right back in that prison cell This kind of Life is getting harder and harder If she doesn’t kill me, Lord - she’ll make me stronger It’s another hard morning It always is after the fight I guess the good Lord knows what he’s doing Jack helps me make it through the night I guess we love each other? Hell, we wake up and do it all again Maybe it’s just convenient Two drunks who’ve become friends I don’t know why I do it I guess she’s all I’ve ever known She’s got dinner waiting At least I’m not stuck here all alone But when the liquor finally hits her, She gets mad and mean as hell The devil wouldn’t want her And I’m right back in that prison cell This kind of Life is getting harder and harder If she doesn’t kill me, Lord - she’ll make me stronger [Bridge] I’ve done crimes And I’ve done my time But this life’s a living hell If the whiskey doesn’t kill me Heaven knows - she sure will When the liquor finally hits her, She gets mad and mean as hell The devil wouldn’t want her And I’m right back in that prison cell This kind of Life is getting harder and harder If she doesn’t kill me, Lord - she’ll make me stronger If she doesn’t kill me, Lord - she’ll make me stronger
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