My friend Jimmy works on the Union Pacific line.
Passed me a line about 9 AM and since then I been feeling fine.
Passed a fifth of Old Kentucky in his garage all day
using tattoos like old photo albums, we reminisced the olden days.
Jimmy put a cigarette where his front teeth used to be
got in his truck and pulled six beers from underneath his seat.
He said I gotta go to work or the wife's gonna holler at me
so I hopped in grabbed a beer and drank my way to the beer hall down the street.
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Hey friend, when you gonna take me home?
'Cause I'm too drunk for driving but I think it's time to go.
Scotch and cocaine, whiskey, beer and gin.
Heaven help me if I see the letters DUI again.
When Jimmy dropped me off it was 3 in the PM.
That Mississippi sun made the barroom look mighty dim.
Me and three old timers all hunkered at the bar.
Bought four shots of whiskey with money that I squandered from a penny jar.
Whiskey kept a flowing as the sun went down
coating my insides 8 ounces syrupy, sweet and brown.
Checking the door for the law or my wife.
They know where to find me. I guess they ain't looking for me tonight.
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So now it's 3 AM and the cocaine's all but gone.
If I can buy a bottle from the bar then I can make it through till dawn.
Double vision, double trouble if I get behind the wheel
'Cause my guts are rotten from too many prison meals.
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