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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