Road Soda
My Hooch
Wounded soldier
Couldn't be wiser
Couldn't be bolder
Road soda
Training wheels older
My sixer
This isn't over
Forget the tipple
Make it a triple
Gimmie the moonshine
Just make it all mine
This is the juice
This is forever
This one's for you
Make you feel better
Is this all booze?
Give me the rest
Too tired now
To give it my best
Giggle-water got me
Went to my head
Open my hand now
I might be dead
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