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Codine

Track byGram Parsons

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  • 2000.12.19
  • 5:36
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Well my belly's a cravin, I got a shakin' in my head. I feel like I'm dyin, And I wish I was dead If I live till tomorrow, That'll be a long time, And I'll reel and fall, And come down from codine. And it's real, It's real One more time. Well when I was a little boy, I learned not to care. For whiskey confronted I often did swear. Well my parents they told me, "That whiskey's a curse," But the fate of their baby Was a million times worse. And it's real, It's real One more time. You'll forget about women, You'll forget about men. Try it just once, And you'll try it again. You'll forget about livin' You'll forget about time, And spend the rest of your days As a slave to codine. Stay away from your cities, Stay away from your town. Stay away from the man Pushin codine around. Stay away from your stores Where the remedy's fine Stay away from the man Who's got dope on his mind. And it's real, It's real One more time. Stick a fire down low You know is one thing I've done I heeded the warning That I got when I was young And my one satisfaction Only comes when I think That I'll wait out my days Not forbidden to drink. And my belly's a cravin' I got a shakin' in my head I feel like I'm dyin And I wish I was dead. If I live 'til tomorrow That'll be a long time And I'll reel and I'll fall, And I'll die on codine. And it's real, It's real One more time. And it's real, Oh, it's real, No more time.

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