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If you're going down to the shady side of town
And you're looking for a drop to drown your blues
It ain't much, but it'll do, shotgun booze and shootin' pool
You won't find The Good Lord's rules in this dark house of fools
Oh, so warm and tender, does every soul remember
The way her skin would sing beneath his hand
But that was then, and this is now and behind that furrowed brow
There's a humble heartache hurting in a man
I say if you're going down to the shady side of town
And you're looking for a drop to drown your blues
It ain't much, but it'll do, shotgun booze and shootin' pool
You won't find The Good Lord's rules in this dark house of fools
Oh, here I sit each night, 'neath the cooler's casting light
As she rises in the smoke before my eyes
How she twists and she turns, as the square before me burns
It seems she's tattooed the blues upon my mind
Well, in here it's dim and dark
We've all lived to miss the mark
Oh, every man's an equal in disgrace
As the scrambling lunatics sing the golden country hits
We're united in the wake of our heartbreak
I say if you're going down to the shady side of town
And you're looking for a drop to drown your blues
It ain't much, but it'll do, shotgun booze and shootin' pool
You won't find The Good Lord's rules in this dark house of fools
No, you won't find The Good Lord's rules in this dark house of fools