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Hank Williams Iii Straight To Hell

right down and I'll jump up on the bar and holler "One more round!" I'm going straight to hell Ain't nothing slowin' me down I'm going straight to hell

right down and I'll jump up on the bar and holler "One more round!" I'm going straight to hell Ain't nothing slowin' me down I'm going straight to hell

Yeah, I can feel it's time for me to be movin' on. And the reason I know is for us, the good times have gone. We keep gettin' further than closer, day

Well, I was rollin' by myself, went down to Memphis, Tennessee and I was lookin' for a guy who had a mullet and no teeth and I was trippin' on some acid

Well some say I'm not country and that's just fine with me 'Cause I don't wanna be country with some faggot looking over at me They say that I'm ill-

She said she's gonna quit me, If I didn't quit the booze. So I just started drinkin' more, To see if she would really choose. And I have to hand it to

Well, I've been awake for eight days straight: Well, it must've been them pills I took. I been twitchin' an' turnin' an' seein' visions: It must've been

right down and I'll jump up on the bar and holler "One more round!" I'm going straight to hell Ain't nothing slowin' me down I'm going straight to hell

walkin? to feel that fire of the Loui-si-an-a Pen-i-ten-tia-ry (Spanish) "At 2:59 AM" "This is Houston calling, we just wanted to say Hello, Hello,