Well I ain't never been to Folsom
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But I've damn sure done my Time
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Tryin' to please a Woman
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Tryin' to walk the Line
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When she washed her hands of our love
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I went right straight down the Drain
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Straight down the tubes with the booze and blues
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Where the boozin' losers hang
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Now I'm Lowdown and Lonesome, but I feel right at home
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Cuz I done grown accustomed, to sinkin' like a stone
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Since I hit rock bottom, I've been high as I can be
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Ever since that woman, put that Lowdown and Lonesome on me
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Here on this Whiskey river
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Ain't no paddle, ain't no boat
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and this Ninety-proof I'm clinging to
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been keepin' me afloat
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Well they say I use to give a damn,
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But that was long ago
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Back before she took our love
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and blew it full of holes
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Left me Lowdown and Lonesome, but I feel right at home
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Cuz I done grown accustomed, to sinkin' like a stone
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Since I hit rock bottom, I've been high as I can be
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Ever since that woman, put that Lowdown and Lonesome on me
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Bartender keeps her picture on the wall here just in case
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I ever can't remember how I wound up in this place
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I'm Lowdown and Lonesome, but I feel right at home
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Cuz I done grown accustomed, to sinkin' like a stone
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Since I hit rock bottom, I've been high as I can be
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Ever since that woman, put that Lowdown and Lonesome on me
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She put that Lowdown and Lonesome on me.
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Lowdown And Lonesome
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Randy Houser |