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AMe and a big Dave were just trying to stay upEright
We were chasing white lines and warping our minds lastA night
We were killing the time though we sure didn't know it
DHunting down rhymes with a Kentucky poet
EMe and big Dave were just trying to stay Aalive
AThere's some folks around town
That might cuss our names down to the fEloor
They might claim that were loners
No account stoners andA more
It's the same kind of people claim to be chosen
DTheir ears made of stone and their tongues made of poison
ThEe doctrine they preach has got nothing that they can Ateach me
WAell I don't know if Dave hates the same kind of hate that I Edo
He knows that I know that he's been cut down by it Atoo
Well people get talking 'bout things that we uses
DI ain't in the business of making excuses
EMe and big Dave were just trying to stay Aalive
This whole world's full of ghosts
That I believe that most folks can'tE see
The particular demons that reason with big Dave anAd me
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