The Litter

The Litter - Codine songtekst

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The achin' in my stomach got created in my head

I feel like I'm dyin' and I wish I were dead.

If my will comes tomorrow it will be a long time

And I'll rise, not fall, and I'll die on Codine.



And it's real, and it's real

One more time.



When I was a young boy,

I learned not to kill

For whiskey and colic,

I happened to swear.



My mother and father

Said whiskey's cursed.

But the fate that they had

Was a million times worse.



And it's real, and it's real

One more time.



Stay away from the city

Stay away from the town

Stay away from the men

Pushing Codine around.



Stay away from the stores

Where the remedies you will find

For better your pain

Than be caught on Codine



And it's real, and it's real

One more time.
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