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 I'm drinking cheap whiskey in a brown paper bag

 it is really all I have,since you are gone

 The chips are down and the bats are in the bel-frey

 some still zig-zag around just screaming at the air

 the park benches are full of beaten lonely people who have

 had enough.

 And it is cheap whiskey in a brown paper bag

it's really all I have, since you are gone

 You are not really gone,just only from my sight

 I'll bet you are not alone underneath your sheets tonight

 you are a spider and a maggot and your mouth that is filled with lies

 I wasted all my kisses and now I left with this.

heap whiskey in brown paper bag

it is really all I have since you are gone.

 I guess it is just that people come and go

 you came,and you went and now it is time you know

believe me when I tell you, I'll get through the night

 this bottle is alright,It always treats me nice.

words and music by Walker Hornung ASCAP