Genetics

Here I am down and out

Trying to figure what it’s all about

Trying to find sun shiny days

Some days I got no hope

I’m all burned out on booze and dope

That seems to be my way

Why must the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?

Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart

I saw my left-handed angel fly

I know in time, Lord we all die

But … Lord he was my baby blue

So I get up, I get out the door

Some days hell I just don’t know what for

Most days I’m just doing the best I can

Why does the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?

Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart

Why does the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?

Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart

Why does the taste of whiskey tear me all apart?

Blame it on genetics or on my broken heart