Oh, I don't know why the winds they blow,
But the breeze they kick is chilled
As a southern breeze rolls down the street
Here in this ghost town.

So throw down all your weights,
And carry me back home.
I'm much too drunk to drive.
Oh but thank God the whiskey's done.

And I can't see a hundred miles,
But I can see you there
Hidin' behind your piece of mind
And your dark brown hair.

So throw down all your weights,
And carry me back home.
I'm much too drunk to drive.
Oh but thank God the whiskey's done.
The whiskey's done.
The whiskey's done.
All that shit's done.


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