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sarah_skl Feb 28, 2011
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I ain't the kind you take home to mama I ain't the kind to wear no ring Somehow I always get stronger
When I'm on my second drink
Even though I hate to admit it
Sometimes I smoke cigarettes
Christian folks say I should quit it
I just smile and say God bless Daddy cried when he saw my tattoo
Said he'd love me anyway
My brother got the brains of the family
So I thought I'd learn to sing
I'll fly away
From it all one day
I'll fly away
These are the days that I will remember
When my names called on the roll
He'll meet me with two long-stemmed glasses
Make a toast to me coming home
Cause I heard Jesus, He drank wine
And I bet we'd get along just fine
He could calm a storm and heal the blind
And I bet He'd understand a heart like mine
Oh, yes He would |
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