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Whiskey and Oatmeal

from Whiskey & Oatmeal EP by Skunkmello

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Words and music by Matt Bartlett

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Whiskey and Oatmeal

Well I
Ain't got no shoes on my feet
No I don't
Said I
Ain't got no shoes on my feet
No I don't

Well I can't even feel no pain
No I ain't got no no pain to feel
Must be from all the cocaine
And living off whiskey and oatmeal aright

Well I
Ain't got no friends in this place
No I don't
Said I
Ain't got no friends in this place
No I don't

Well I got to get away now, you know it's time
Got to get myself a breather
Go to another place, whoa to find
That I ain't got no friends there neither

Well I
Ain't got no cards in my hand
No I don't
Said I
Ain't got no cards in my hand
No I don't

Well I got all my chips in the fray
No I got nothing no no left to bet
Don't ask me why I throw it all away
I guess I bought a little time to forget

Well I
Know my Jesus coming soon
Yea I know it
Said I
Know my Jesus coming soon
Yea I know it

Yea I know that motherfucker gonna be here soon
He gonna save my soul, yeah I know it
Hope he get here before tomorrow in the afternoon
Before I get another chance to blow it

On whiskey and oatmeal aright
On whiskey and oatmeal aright
On whiskey and oatmeal aright
On whiskey and oatmeal

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from Whiskey & Oatmeal EP, released November 16, 2012

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Skunkmello New York, New York

Sewer blues and gutter grooves for the barefooted and absent minded.

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