كلمات Dying Breed

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