| Well, it’s been ten years and a thousand tears
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| And look at the mess I’m in
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| A broken nose and a broken heart
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| An empty bottle of gin
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| Well, I sit and I pray
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| In my broken down Chevrolet
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| While I’m singin' to myself
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| There’s got to be another way
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| Take away, take away
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| Take away this ball and chain
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| Well, I’m lonely and I’m tired
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| And I can’t take any more pain
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| Take away, take away
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| Never to return again
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| Take away, take away
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| Take away, this ball and chain
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| Well, I’ve searched and I searched
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| To find a perfect life
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| A brand new car and a brand new suit
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| I even got me a little wife
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| But wherever I have gone
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| I was sure to find myself there
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| You can run all your life
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| But not go anywhere
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| Take away, take away
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| Take away this ball and chain
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| Well, I’m sick and I’m tired
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| And I can’t take any more pain
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| Take away, take away
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| Never to return again
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| Take away, take away
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| Take away, take away this ball and chain
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| Well, I’ll pass the bar on the way
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| To my dingy hotel room
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| I spent all my money
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| I’ve been drinkin' since a half past noon
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| Well, I’ll wake there in the mornin'
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| Or maybe in the county jail
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| Times are hard gettin' harder
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| I’m born to lose and destined to fail
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| Take away, take away
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| Take away this ball and chain
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| well, I’m lonely and I’m tired
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| And I can’t take any more pain
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| Take away, take away
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| Never to return again
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| Take away, take away
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| Take away, take away this ball and chain |