Written by Mary Gauthier and Crit Harmon
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He'd get home at 5:30, fix his drink
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And sit down in his chair
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Pick a fight with mama
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Complain about us kids getting in his hair
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At night he'd sit alone and smoke
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I'd see his frown behind his lighter's flame
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Now that same frown's in my mirror
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I got my daddy's blood inside my veins
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Fish swim
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Birds fly
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Daddies yell
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Mamas cry
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Old men
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Sit and think
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I drink
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Chicken TV dinner
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6 minutes on defrost, 3 on high
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A beer to wash it down with
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Then another, a little whiskey on the side
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It's not so bad alone here
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It don't bother me that every night's the same
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I don't need another lover
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Hanging 'round, trying to make me change
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Fish swim
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Birds fly
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Lovers leave
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By and by
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Old men
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Sit and think
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I drink
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I know what I am
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But I don't give a damn
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Fish swim
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Birds fly
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Daddies yell
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Mamas cry
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Old men
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Sit and think
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I Drink
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Mary Gauthier |