Lyrics:
"Lord, have mercy on me"
Was the kneeling drunkard's plea
And as he knelt there on the ground
I know that God in Heaven looked down
I went down by
Lord have mercy on me
Was the kneeling drunkard's plea
And as he knelt there on the ground
I know that God in heaven looked down
I went down
of wine
Down where the drunkards roll
Down where the drunkards roll
See that lover standing
Staring at the ground
He's looking for the real thing
Lies were
spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Good luck had just stung me
To the race
spring a leak, she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Good luck had just stung me
To the race
spring a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one
Good luck had just stung me, to the race
had to go
My trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought
had to go
My trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought
had to go
The trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought
a drunkard's crazy thirst
In the centre of the storm
Something magic being born
It's the dark hours of the soul
When the nightmares take their toll
When
In an old dusty attic of a tenement house
I happened to wander one day
And there on the rafters 'neath shavings and chips
A drunkard's poor
strength,
Reinforcing mine.
If you fear I'll lose my spirit,
Like a drunkard's wasted wine,
Don't you even think about it,
I'm feelin' fine.
the curve came a speedin' car
With a drunk man at the wheel
The driver saw these two dear kids
And hooted a drunkard sound
"Get out of the road, you
Obra mu nsem nsem nti ma da ne Drunkard
Pressure da me so ma da ne Drunkard
Me paa me nie ma da ne Drunkard
Nanfo bone nti ma da ne Drunkard
Yie yiee
please it's being recorded)
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard with his wine
A man will have lust for the lure of the mine
And pray when I'm dead
the old laughing lady dropped by to call
And when she leaves, she leaves nothing at all
See the drunkard of the village falling on the street
Can't
[Chorus]
Show me the whiskey
Stains on the floor
Show me the drunkard
As he stumbles out the door
[Chorus]
Show me the country
Where
or cake
His beverage be the worse of whiskey, finest wine
Puke it stinks and so it seems
That drunkards go to great extremes
But there has yet to be
the old laughing lady dropped by to call
And when she leaves, she leaves nothing at all
See the drunkard of the village falling on the street
Can't
My sweetheart's is a drunkard, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans
Go tell my baby sister
Never do what I have done
Shun that house in New Orleans
day,
Who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure
day,
Who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure
Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose
Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues
It was down at Big
please it's bein' recorded)
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard with his wine
A man will have lust for the lure of the mine
And pray when I'm dead
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