Drink Up And Go Home
3/4 time
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verse
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chorus
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You sit there a-crying, crying in your beer.
You say you got troubles, my friend listen here.
chorus
Don't tell me your troubles, I got enough of my own.
Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home.
I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen.
Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend.
Now there sits a blind man, so blind he can't see
Do you think he's complaining, why should you and me?
I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen.
Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend.