Well I walked down the road
been home about a week
I met a few friends so I
stopped for a drink
I drank and I drank 'till I
couldn't take no more
My eyes went hazy and I fell
to the floor
I went down down down
Down down down
Down down down
Down down down down
again
I was just set free and I
couldn't stand the pace
Of the hustle and the bustle
they call the human race
People tried to help me I
really thought we'd won
But I flew to the bottle like a
bullet from a gun
Chorus
Won't someone give me
water
My throat is kinda dry
Head is really heavy, tired are
my eyes
If I had my time over I
promise I'd be good
And do all the things that a
good boy should
If this is the way that God
treats an honest guy
I don't wanna go to heaven,
Lord I wanna die
Chorus

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