I take a pint of whiskey
And crack open it's lid
I drink the bottle empty
Just like my poor daddy did

I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed

I take a red and blue one
From my mama's purse
I wash 'em down with homemade wine
To see what kicks in first

I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed

I take another needle
Black powder and a spoon
I set my sights on heaven
And shoot for the moon

I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed

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• Cold in California
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• Going Down
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• Let Go
• Mark My Word
• No Place for a Heart
• Ruby Jewel Was Here
• Steal The Sun
• Tumbling Down
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