Another town, another drink
Another night, no sleep, not a wink
The cape on my neck is coming loose
Another house I shouldn’t smoke
Play some towns, turn it up, hit the road
At least he knows what I’m going through
But I’m too drunk to be this stoned
And I’m too high to feel this low
And I’m too bad off on uppers
To have another shine or six-pack for supper
And I’m too young to hurt this bad
So I keep soaking my white flag in Jack D
‘Til it changes colors
‘Cause brother, my father is a fighter
And I’m a runner
Wish I was home, wish I was sober
Wish I was holding a sweet girl closer
But all your wishes can’t come true
Next stop, Baton Rouge
But I’m too drunk to be this stoned
And I’m too high to feel this low
And I’m too bad off on uppers
To have another shine or six-pack for supper
And I’m too young to hurt this bad
So I keep soaking my white flag in Jack D
‘Til it changes colors
‘Cause brother, my father is a fighter
And I’m a runner
So mama, I’ll be home by December
But it’s only June, so I guess
Better late than never
But I’m too drunk to be this stoned
And I’m too high to feel this low
And I’m too bad off on uppers
To have another shine or six-pack for supper
And I’m too young to hurt this bad
So I keep soaking my white flag in Jack D
‘Til it changes colors
‘Cause brother, my father is a fighter
And I’m a runner
My father is a fighter
And I’m a runner
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