Broken Bottles Songtext

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Broken bottles on my doorstep

There's water on the floor

Come on, lady, help me

Keep away, the houndin' law



It's 2 AM and I have no tea

To easy my sorry head

The Lord he must be punishing me
For the crazy things I said

But I can be glad, cuz he's a Christian, aah



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I have a friend, he's always down

I often bring him news

He always feels much better

When I sing to him the blues

But he can be glad, he don't feel so bad

I never had my fortune told

I can't imagine why

The lady tells it like it is

She says I'm bound to cry

But I can be glad no one told me (aah)



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