Yeah, I got to work on time again this morning
This old job is all that I got left
And no one even noticed I'd been crying
At least I don't have whiskey on my breath.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna make it
'Cause God won't make a mountain I can't climb
It's getting better all the time.
This old job is all that I got left
And no one even noticed I'd been crying
At least I don't have whiskey on my breath.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna make it
'Cause God won't make a mountain I can't climb
It's getting better all the time.
...my inborn affinity for country music rears its ugly head.
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