Drive-By Truckers - Play It All Night Long

Grandpa's pissed his pants again
He don't give a damn
Uncle John's been acting strange
He ain't been right since Vietnam

[Chorus]
Sweet home Alabama
Play that dead man's song
Turn those speakers up full blast
Play it all night long

Grandpa's doing Sister Sally
Steve Inne's got cancer
The cattle all have tuberculosis
We'll get through somehow

[Chorus]

And I'm going down to the Dew Drop Inn
I'm gonna drink 'till I get my fill
There ain't much to country living
Sweat, piss, jizz, blood

[Chorus]

And I've been around the world
And it ain't that pretty at all
So I'm gonna throw myself against the wall
I'm gonna hurl myself against the wall

'Cause I'd rather feel bad
I'd rather feel bad
I'd rather feel bad, than not feel anything at all

[Chorus: x2]

Play it all night long
Play it all night long
Play it all night long

Written by:
WARREN ZEVON

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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