
时间:2026-05-29
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Daddy passed me his bottle of tequila said,"time's running out
We're gonna have to pretend it's a margarita, it's the order of things, it's the way it goes, don't you look At me girl, like i'm already gone."
The day is close, it won't be long couple of cocktails and a song and don't you let me see you cry don't You go grieving not before I'm gone
He had his lighter on a leash and menthols in his shirt pocket said"I'm going up with the smoke, there's No doing anything to stop it so take a deep breath, quit with the countdown you've always been your Daddy's girl nothing's gonna change that now."
The day is close, it won't be long couple of cocktails and a song and don't you let me see you cry don't You go grieving not before I'm gone
And then he stared down at his shoes through a pink begonia's bloom
Daddy, all I want is your silver belt buckle and maybe your black stetson hat and both of us laughed About that
The day is close, it won't be long couple of cocktails and a song and don't you let me see you cry don't You go grieving not before I die