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It must be hardRinging the bellsOf doors that don't swingWide anymoreIt must be hardHearing the soundOf voicesJust inside of the doorA man who couldn'tHold your coatWho's hung on ever antidoteSo it must be hardWatching the fellows gloatBallantinesIt must be hardSeeing the same old crowdJust pass youBy in the streetIt must be toughKnowing your stuffCould only horrifyThe eliteYou cut offEveryone you knowBoy you told 'emAll where to goNow it must be hardGetting the same revokeBallantinesWell, patrons at the barIn Lexington KentuckyWho sprungFor every drink you downedWith things the wayThey areIt's not that kind of partyIf what you've gotMight just be good (?)The fat cowsWon't be getting thinSeeing the kindOf jam you're inThough the angels danceOn the head of another pinBallantinesBallantinesBallantines
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