| Well Robbie’s got a brand new girlfriend
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| She’s got a script for pills
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| These here man they’re the good ones
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| Counting those ten dollar bills
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| What Mama don’t know won’t hurt her
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| That’s what he’d always say
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| He’s going down to Bossier City
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| He’s gonna drink his cares away
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| Robbie’s got a thousand dollars
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| That’s more than the saw mills paying
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| Lucy she’s at her mamas
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| But he’ll lose it all today
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| He’s got a thousand dollars
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| That’s just some gasoline
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| You know that boy well he can gamble
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| Like you ain’t never seen
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| What Mama don’t know won’t hurt her
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| That’s what he’d always say
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| He’s going down to Bossier City
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| He’s gonna drink his cares away
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| He’s pulling down on that lever
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| Like he’s got cash to burn
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| Barely too proud to beg
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| I guess that boy will never learn
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| He’s driving back home on Sunday
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| Praying he don’t get killed
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| You know that Lucy’s kinda crazy
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| When she ain’t got her pills
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| What Mama don’t know won’t hurt her
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| That’s what he’d always say
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| He’s going down to Bossier City
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| He’s gonna drink his cares away
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| What Mama don’t know won’t hurt her
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| That’s what he’d always say
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| He’s going down to Bossier City
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| He’s gonna drink his cares away
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| What Mama don’t know won’t hurt her
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| That’s what he’d always say
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| He’s going down to Bossier City
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| He’s gonna drink his cares away |