Whisky blues

(Alan Evans)

A mans troubles after a heavy night before

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Woke up this mornin when I fell out of bed nothin worse than than a bang on the head noticed my clothes all over the floor I tried to stand but I crawled to the door my heads banging like an old steam train think I done some damage to my brain my clothes are scattered can't find my shoes and I'm still suffering from the whisky blues I shouted my baby but got no reply felt so sick I thought I would die oh the morning after the night before I woke up hurting has I hit the floor the hair of the dog might do the trick but XXXX XXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XX XXXX XXXX XXXXXXXXX X XXX XX XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXX XX XXXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXX XX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XX XXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXX X XXXX XXXX XXXXXX XX XX XXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXX XXXX XX XXXXX XXX XXX XXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXX

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