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There ain't a liquor store around for miles. This dry county is giving me the shakes I grab another smoke. Nicotine and a couple of pills can cure the craving of a pabst blue ribbon and bourbon. I want to go home. One, two, three, four shots I'll be overboard until five, six, seven or eight in the morning I'll be gone. I'll be gone. It's drier than a dessert here. A couple of hours before I'm seeing the oasis of a neon sign. Hank is on the radio singing loud that hits bucket's got a hole. He can't buy no beer.

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from We've Built Up To Nothing, released February 15, 2010

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