.Well I've been down on the row and I'm livin' so low
that I'd sell you my britches fo' a nickel
I done spent all my bread just to screw up my head
An' that ol' reaper is comin' with his sickle
I'd get down in the mud just for one little shot
Trade you for a bottle everything I got.
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