I May Smoke Too Much
Once my future was shiny as the seat of my pants are today
Then old Mother Luck and all her daughters started duckin' me
When I finally got tired of just sittin' there watchin' my life slip away
I said I better start takin' all the livin' that's a comin' to me
Now I love too much fight too much stay out late at night too much
But you bet your butt I'm gonna live before I die
And I may smoke too much drink too much every blessed thing too much
It's a lowdown life but it ain't gonna pass me by
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I don't care if the world don't ever hear the sound of my name
Old Mother Luck and all her daughters keep a duckin' me
As long as that cat I gotta look at when I shave ain't ashamed
There ain't no Jody in the world I'd've ever rather be
And I still love too much...
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