I take a pint of whiskey
And crack open it's lid
I drink the bottle empty

Just like my poor daddy did
I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me

No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed
I take a red and blue one

From my Mama's purse
I wash 'em down with homemade wine
To see what kicks in first

I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household

We are a dying breed
I take another needle
Black powder and a spoon

I set my sights on heaven
And shoot for the moon
I take after my family

My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed