written by Buddy Alan
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Well when I was a little bitty boy
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No bigger than an old polecat
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Well I used to wonder like all kids
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What made this do that
Now I'd seen what happened to my pa
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When he take a drink from a jug
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Yeah he'd start with a smile and then after awhile
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He'd be out on the floor like a rug
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Corn liquor corn liquor
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What makes you do what you do
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Well they feel no pain when you touch their brain
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Corn liquor they love you
Well now one day in the afternoon
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My folks were away for awhile
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Yeah I got the jug down from the shelf
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To see what made 'em smile
Now I slowly sipped and I nearly flipped
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That one drink was enough
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For the life of me I just can't see
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Why they love that awful stuff
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Well as I grew older I thought about
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That first sip that I had
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Yeah I really burned and soon I learned
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It wasn't all that bad
Now to ease the pressures of this world
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Here's the way I've got it figured
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Well the thing to do for me and you
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Is drink lotsa good corn liquor
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