Sunday morning the kids are playing in the street
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Lookin' for pennies in the cracks of the concrete
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And I'm looking down at them while I'm sittin' on the roof
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Prayin' to a bottle of 86 proof
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Well, the sun she came a-risin' so strong and proud
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Took one look down upon this town and hid behind the clouds
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I don't need no reasons or excuses for myself
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I laugh to keep from cryin' like everybody else
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I lost my job but I don't like to think about it
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I get enough money to drink enough to forget about it
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I ain't no beggar but they say I got the symptoms
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They break a man's legs and then they blame him for limpin'
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Well, the sun she came a-risin' so strong and proud
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Took one look down upon this town and hid behind the clouds
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I don't need no reasons or excuses for myself
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I laugh to keep from cryin' just like everybody else
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Laugh To Keep From Cryin'
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The Badlees |