Backslidin’ Blues

Now when she left my head was spinnin’

It all happened way too fast

I quit goin’ to church

I’ve gone back to sinnin’

Since my baby put me out with the trash

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Now heaven knows I’ve been backslidin’

To the promise land of a hundred proof

I’ve choked down the pain/But I can’t keep hidin’

And I can’t seem to lose

The backslidin’ blues

Now that ole bottle

It sure looks familiar

And my hand it sure fits that glass

Behind that bar and smo0key mirror

I see the same old face from the past

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So preacher tell the congregation

Cause I know they’re bound to ask

Just say I’m on a short vacation

And that I’ll soon come slidin on back

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And I can’t seem to lose the backslidin’ blues.