He'd get home at five-thirty
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Fix a drink and sit down in his chair
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Pick a fight with momma
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Complain about the kids gettin' in his hair
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At night he'd sit alone and smoke
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I'd see his frown behind the lighters flame
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Now that same frowns in my mirror
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I got my daddy's blood inside my veins.
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[Chorus:]
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Fish swim, birds fly
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Daddys' yell, mommas' cry
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Old men sit and think
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I Drink.
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Chicken TV dinner
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Six minutes on defrost three on high
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Beer to wash it down then another
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Some whiskey on the side
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It's not so bad alone here
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It don't bother me that every nights the same
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I don't need another lover hangin' around
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Tryin' to make me change.
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[Chorus:]
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Fish swim, birds fly
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Lovers leave, by and by
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Old men sit and think
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I Drink.
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I know, what I am
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But I don't, give a damn.
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[Chorus:]
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Fish swim, birds fly
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Daddys' yell, mommas' cry
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Old men sit and think
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I Drink.
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I Drink.
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I Drink
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| Blake Shelton |
