High Spirits from High Spirits by The Barlow

Empty bottle shrine king Prine Paycheck and Jones
Coors Light neon sign quarters and dimes and I'm never alone
Light me up another of them Lucky Strikes
Ain't got no one to say otherwise

And I know ya ain't amused in the mood for a six-pack support group
Swore I wouldn't stumble through another year
But the whiskey tastes better than tears
When I finally go stone blind I arrive feeling so damn low
But my spirits are high them spirits are high
When it's raining in my heart them spirits are high

Top it off strong ain't long 'til I'm holding the rail
Thought she'd darken up the door once more but the ship has sailed
Lights come on in the dead of night
Rose colored glasses and a Camel Light

And I know ya ain't amused in the mood for a six-pack support group
Swore I wouldn't stumble through another year
But the whiskey tastes better than tears
When I finally go stone blind I arrive feeling so damn low
But my spirits are high them spirits are high
When it's raining in my heart them spirits are high

And I know you ain't amused in the mood for a six-pack support group
Swore I wouldn't stumble through another year
But the whiskey tastes better than tears
When I finally go stone blind I arrive feeling so god damn low
But my spirits are high them spirits are high
Dance a hole in the floor once more them spirits are high

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