Tamanho do texto:
The Ebars are all closed
It?s Afour in the Emorning
Must have Eshut ?em all down
By the Eshape that I?m Bin
I lay my Ehead on the wheel
And the Ahorn begins Ehonking
The whole Eneighborhood knows
That I?m Bhome drunk Eagain
And if drinking don?t Akill Eme
Her memory Bwill
I can?t Bhold out much AlonBger
The way that I Efeel
With the blood from my AboEdy
I could start my own Astill
But Aif drinking don?t Ekill me
Her Bmemory Ewill
These will old bones they move slow
But so sure of their footsteps
As I trip on the floor and lightly touch down
Lord it?s been ten bottles since I tried to forget her
But the memory still lingers lying here on the ground
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