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Yeah the lady and me both agree some days we just don't get alongBut the whiskey and me both agree maybe we're just better offWell the preacher believes that I'll meet all these demons hanging onBut we both know if they don't I'll get lonely, need a few to tag alongHanging here by a threadHear a voice inside my headLie me beside you every nightAnd dread the day you might be goneShe said "In case you hadn't noticed thatPlayed second fiddle to the bottle a little too long (no)And I'm not about to anymore"Now the wagon I'm in's paper thinI think one wheel's coming offHey sister sin with that grin, where you been?So kind of you to help me outHanging here by a threadHear a voice inside my headLie me beside you every nightAnd dread the day you might be goneShe said "In case you hadn't noticed thatPlayed second fiddle to the bottle a little too long (no)SongtexteAnd I'm not about to anymore"Fall from grace, kingdom comeLying face down in the mudPlease don't hate [?]For I know not just what I've doneFall from grace, kingdom comeLying face down in the mudPlease don't hate [?]For I know not just what I've doneLying face down in the mudFor I know not just what I've doneFor I know not just what I've doneLie me beside you every nightAnd dread the day you might be goneShe said "In case you hadn't noticed thatPlayed second fiddle to the bottle a little too long (no)And I'm not about to anymore"Lie me beside you every nightAnd dread the day you might be goneShe said "In case you hadn't noticed thatPlayed second fiddle to the bottle a little too long (no)And I'm not about to anymore" Aus Songtexte Mania