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Drink Up and Go Home - Bobby Bare
You sit there a crying
Cry in your beer
You think you got troubles
Well my friend listen here
Don't tell me your troubles
I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living
Drink up and go home
I'm fresh out of prison
Six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family
No one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles
I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living
Drink up and go home
Now there stands a blind man
A man who can't see
Yet he's not complaining
Why should you or me
If you'd look around you
I'm sure you would find
There's folks who got troubles
Worse than yours and mine
I'm fresh out of prison
Six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family
No one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles
I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living
Drink up and go home
Be thankful you're living
Drink up and go home