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Bring Another Half Pint (Sonny Boy Williamson II) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Greetings from Half Pint (Half Pint) · Monday at the Hug and Pint (Arab Strap) · Monday at the Hug and Pint [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Arab Strap) · Evig Pint (Kaizers Orchestra) · Pint of Ale (Huey "Piano" Smith & the Clowns) · Half & Half (The Four Seasons) · Half Saint, Half Sinner (Tony Toliver) – and 90 other albums »


drunk
A-than anything I know
You know, in another half-a-pint
A-mama n' you will see me go

Now an I'd ruther be sloppy drunk
A-sip-tin from the can
You
Well, I'm sloppy drunk again, sleepin' all by myself

I say, "Woh, bring me another half of pint"
I say, "Woh, bring me another half of pint"
Well, I'm
1, 2
1, 2, 3

I'd rather be sloppy drunk than anything I know
I'd rather be sloppy drunk than anything I know
Another half a pint, then you'll see me
I take xannies, I can’t eat no breakfast
Half a pound for breakfast
2 grams of molly breakfast
A pint of lean for breakfast
I got Collard Greens
half-a-pint
Woman, an you will see me go

Now, my gal she done quit me
For somebody else
Now, my little gal she done quit me
For somebody else
Now, an'
long time 

Oh, doctor, doctor, I ain't drinked in a great long time 
Bring us half a pint
I'm gonna take a drink of this, if the good Lord don't
with me
She put her hand into her bag, now
Pulled out a half pint of red eye sauce
Sneakin' 'round the corner, drinkin' whiskey from a jar

I don't
over late up
Me, Ginny, she sits over late up
Between the pint pot and the cup

It's down the pits, we'll go me marrers
It's down the pits, we'll go me
over late up
Me, Ginny, she sits over late up
Between the pint pot and the cup

It's down the pits, we'll go me marrers
It's down the pits, we'll go me
Words that were spoken in the anger
Of youth only half truth.
Touched by the chilbride
While
Deep inside her lie real truth.
He was the passion
night in Birmingham after the band had played we piled into that filthy van and got out of that place by half a mile or half a minute I was a sunken,
a bracelet
Just to satisfy your fourteen carat mind.

[Chorus:]
Layin' by these railroad tracks in Denver
With a hurtin' head and a half a pint of wine
Headed out for Austin, now we're half way down the road
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by
Steady staring out the window
It fells good, it fells
Headed out for Austin, now we're half way down the road
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by
Steady staring out the window
It fells good, it fells
where he died
It was the last thing ever seen by him

Kyrie Eleison
Mama, mama, forget your pies
Have faith they won't get cold
And turn your eyes
have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
Throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint
display
And he knew that he'd be ready with a stainless steel machete
And a half a pint of Ballentine's each day
And he holed up in room above a hardware
in a half a dozen states
 Mama grew wiser as the years went by
 She never said a word, kept it all inside
 Well they found him face down in a motel
the Sunday choir
On her head was a halo, she spoke brimstone and fire
Daddy lived by the bottle, Daddy died by the barn
Well he froze one night, Mama said
gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring
There's the Reds and there's the Greens
Super slicks and has beens,
They're accompanied by three men dressed in black,
One's a whistle, two are
paralized and agonized
Fellas, grab the thighs that's by your side
Say Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

[D.U.]
Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco
Mama
Well, my mama used to tell me
A good woman's hard to find
Get a God-fearin', down-home girl that'll stay right by your side
But mama's boy's grown
my ash tray maybe just enough to pay
For a half pint of somethin', probably make us choke

Well, you know I'd rather not go and meet your family
They'd
even half of daycare"
Sayin' to yourself "This here ain't fair"
And all my girls who don't get no help
Who gotta do everything by yourself
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