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Drunk and cold cant get no help from nobody
Id sell my soul to find one more drink left in that bottle
They say that Im worthless, that all hope for me is gone
Heaven help me trying to beat the morning home
Lord, dont let the daylight show the shame thats on my face
Just let me hide in my disgrace Just let me hide in my disgrace
My womans there. Ill be shes sitting there just waiting
She wont ask where, where Ive been or why Im drinking
She knows its hopeless, but she keeps hanging on
Heaven help me heaven help me trying to beat the morning home
Lord, I know Ive tried, many times before
But this time I really mean it, so help me
Trying to beat the morning home