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Lyrics
Well I cracked open Friday morning to see what it had in store,
So far it aint no better, than the Thursday night before,
My head feels like the dog shit, that I must have stepped in twice,
Why can’t I get myself myself together and take your advice?
And that old roads’ just getting a little longer,
One more for that road’s never the last,
One for luck hits like a truck and I don’t know when enough is enough,
And that’s the end of me until tomorrow.
You can smoke em if you’ve got em, been a long time since I tried,
But I don’t think that’s what I need, I’m just too old to fly,
My head says for to leave it all, I can’t say I disagree,
But my old ears don’t work too well and my old eyes refuse see.

