Now when she left my head was spinnin' It all happened way too fast I quit goin' to church I've gone back to sinnin' Since my baby put me out with the trash
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Now heaven knows I've been backslidin' To the promise land of a hundred proof I've choked down the pain/But I can't keep hidin' And I can't seem to lose The backslidin' blues
Now that ole bottle It sure looks familiar And my hand it sure fits that glass Behind that bar and smokey mirror I see the same old face from the past
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So preacher tell the congregation Cause I know they're bound to ask Just say I'm on a short vacation And that I'll soon come slidin on back