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Made In Tennessee

This bottle was made in Tennessee  
It holds all the pain of you and me
Ole Jack, he told me I have nothing to fear
I guess he was wrong cause you’re not here
 
A devil on my left, an angel is on my right
Sometimes I pray I wasn’t blinded by the light
Never thought things would have turned out this way
Twelve steps or cold turkey, but it’s not happening today
 
Sad but true, I’ll be this way until I die
When that day comes please don’t cry
Cause, I can’t say where I’ll forever dwell  
Maybe in the Lynchburg of heaven or the sour mash in hell
 
(Instrumental)
 
I never meant to hurt you or let you down
I don’t know if forgiveness is something that can be found
I find comfort when you say you’ll always love me
But baby the fact still remains, this bottle is made in Tennessee
 
Sad but true, I’ll be this way until I die
When that day comes please don’t cry
Cause, I can’t say where I’ll forever dwell  
Maybe in the Lynchburg of heaven or the sour mash in hell
Written by buddydog
Published | Edited 14th Jan 2018
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