When I was a little boy my father sat me down
He said now son we've just begun let's have another round
He said now son we're sober now in an hour we won't be
That whiskey put hair on my chest and made a man of me
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We took shot after shot and we slammed our glasses down
We took shot after shot then we poured another round
We took shot after shot then my father hit the ground
He said now son go get my gun and he took a shot at me
As I get much older now all my money goes to gasoline
I wouldn't spend that much on wine or food or vaseline
I miss those simpler days when Dad and I would get stoned drunk
We'd rob the local liquor store and fill up our whole trunk
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We took shot after shot and we slammed our glasses down
We took shot after shot then we poured another round
We took shot after shot then my father hit the ground
He said now son go get my gun and he took a shot at me
I got no wife and kids they would just be ashamed of me
I'd stumble home to them and in the sink I would pee
No woman, job or record label can take me seriously
Go fuck yourselves I'm happy to just die in mystery
CHORUS
We took shot after shot and we slammed our glasses down
We took shot after shot then we poured another round
We took shot after shot then my father hit the ground
He said now son go get my gun and he took a shot at me
He said now son go get your gun and he took a shot at me
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