Текст песни Dying Breed - Allison Moorer
I
take
a
pint
of
whiskey
And
crack
open
it's
lid
I
drink
the
bottle
empty
Just
like
my
poor
daddy
did
I
take
after
my
family
My
fate's
the
blood
in
me
No
one
grows
old
in
this
household
We
are
a
dying
breed
I
take
a
red
and
blue
one
From
my
Mama's
purse
I
wash
'em
down
with
homemade
wine
To
see
what
kicks
in
first
I
take
after
my
family
My
fate's
the
blood
in
me
No
one
grows
old
in
this
household
We
are
a
dying
breed
I
take
another
needle
Black
powder
and
a
spoon
I
set
my
sights
on
heaven
And
shoot
for
the
moon
I
take
after
my
family
My
fate's
the
blood
in
me
No
one
grows
old
in
this
household
We
are
a
dying
breed
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