One more shot for failing health,
One for courage, one for wealth,
One for wisdom, that would say
Better to live and walk away.
One for the love that left too soon,
The night before the honeymoon.
One to drain the bottle dry,
But there’s one left, so don’t you cry.
A shot to ease your aching head,
Not corn or rye or malt, but lead.
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