ON TAP, IN THE CAN, OR IN THE BOTTLE
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Writers Hank Thompson, Dick Hart
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On tap, in the can or in the bottle
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To me it will all taste the same
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Down the hatch cause my throat¡¯s open throttle
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My heart is pumping sorrow through my veins
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I could drink to the times when I was happy
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But here¡¯s a toast to my misery
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On tap, in the can or in the bottle
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Oh bartender bring it to me
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On tap, in the can or in the bottle
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I wonder who¡¯s kissing her now
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My life I¡¯ll have to remodel
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And learn to life without her somehow
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There¡¯s no place to go and hide myself
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The only sanctuary I see
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Is on tap, in the can or in the bottle
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Oh bartender bring it to me
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There¡¯s no place to go and hide myself
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The only sanctuary I see
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Is on tap, in the can or in the bottle
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Oh bartender bring it to me
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On tap, in the can or in the bottle
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Oh bartender bring it to me
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On Tap, In The Can, Or In The Bottle
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| Hank Thompson |
