Well you're lookin' at a man
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that's gettin' kinda mad
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I had lot's of luck but it's all been bad
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No matter how I struggle and strive
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I'll never get out of this world alive.
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My fishin' pole's
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broke the creek is full of sand
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My woman run away with another man
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No matter how I struggle and strive
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I'll never get out of this world alive.
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A distant uncle passed away
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and left me quite a batch
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And yes I was livin'g
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high until that fatal day
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A lawyer proved I wasn't born
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I was only hatched.
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Ev'rything's agin' me
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and it's got me down
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If I jumped in the river
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I would prob'ly drown
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No matter how I struggle and strive
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I'll never get out of this world alive.
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These shabby shoes I'm wearin' all
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Are full of holes and nails
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And brother if I stepped on a worn out dime
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I bet a nickel I could tell you
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if it was heads or tails.
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I'm not gonna worry wrinkles in my brow
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'Cause nothin's ever gonna be alright now
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No matter how I struggle and strive
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I'll never get out of this world alive.
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I could buy a Sunday suit
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and it would leave me broke
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If it had two pair of pants
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I would burn the coat
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No matter how I struggle and strive
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I'll never get out of this world alive.
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If it was rainin' gold I wouldn't stand a chance
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I wouldn't have a pocket in my patched up pants
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No matter how I struggle and strive
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I'll never get out of this world alive
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I`ll Never Get Out Of This World Alive
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| The Little Willies |
