Nhạc sĩ: Butch Hancock
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Well, I tried my best to be at rest When the moon and the wind both diedYou locked me in with your best friend Though your window was open and wideI escaped in time to see your man Truckin' in a bar againHe was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of ginHe was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of ginI said I'd see you at half past nine You said you'd see me at tenBut you lied to me, honey, I lied to you And we both lied to your manI couldn't believemy eyes when I saw him Truckin' in a bar againHe was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of ginHe was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of ginHe was findin' a Lucy, singin' to Susie Suckin' a big bottle of ginThat big funky wine Nieces hadSame thing with those carsAnd the town its on all sidesWorkin' hard to keep the brambleAh yeah, viard, all your friendsSure, that's a good place, but the fudgetStill wants to see his friendCharles, now I'm gonna raise the barYou and the fudget, the fudget, Won wood!Well, I headed for the door, you hit the floorThen your man hit me in my headI hit the windows and I hit the wallsAnd then it hit me, I must be deadI was thinkin' slow, I was thinkin' lowSaw him truckin' out againHe was finally lucid, singin' a SusieSuckin' a big bottle of ginHe was finally lucid, singin' a SusieSuckin' a big bottle of ginHe was finally lucid, singin' a SusieSuckin' a big bottle of ginHe was finally lucid, singin' a SusieSuckin' a big bottle of gin