And my belly is craving, I got a shakin' in my head,
feel like I'm dyin' and I wish I was dead.
If I lived till tomorrow that?ll be a long time,
but I'll reel and I'll fall and rise on codine,
and it's real, and it's real, one more time.
Well, when I was a young girl I learned not to care,
got whiskey, confronted, I often did swear.
My mother and father said whiskey is a curse,
but the fate of their baby was many times worse,
and it's real, and it's real, one more time.
Stay away from the cities, stay away from the towns,
stay away from the men pushin' the codine around.
Stay away from the stores where the remedy is found,
for better your pain than because of codine.
and it's real, and it's real, one more time.
You'll forget you?re a woman, you'll forget about man,
try it just once, and you'll try it again.
You?ll forget about life, you?ll forget about time,
and you will live all your days as a slave to codeine.
and it's real, and it's real, one more time.
But if I die tomorrow, still one thing I?ve done,
I?d heeded the warning that I got when I was young.
My one satisfaction that comes when I say
That I'm living my life with abandon to drink
and it's real, and it's real, one more time.
And my belly is craving, I got a shaking in my head
I feel like I'm dyin' and I wish I was dead.
If I live till tomorrow that?ll be a long time,
for I'll reel and I'll fall and I?ll die on codine,
and it's real, and it's real, one more time.