I used to blame it on the clock
'Cause I swear it stops when you're with good friends
An' Billy sayin', "One more shot"
An' damn that shot always turned to ten
Oh, but I'm afraid the truth
Is if it weren't for me, I'd still have you
I used to blame it on the wind
When it got still it meant the fish were bitin'
Used to think the devil's to blame
For the hell I've raised an' all that fightin'
Yeah, it'd make a good excuse
If it weren't for me, I'd still have you
No, it ain't my fault, that's a real nice thought
Only problem is, it just ain't true
An' still I curse the night an' everything in sight
Anything to keep from feeling like a fool
'Cause if it weren't for me, I'd still have you
I used to point my finger at
The fact that you were born to money
I could never measure up
No poor boy's love could ever keep you, honey
But a lie won't hide the truth
If it weren't for me, I'd still have you
No, it ain't my fault, that's a real nice thought
Only problem is, it just ain't true
An' still I curse the night an' everything in sight
Anything to keep from feeling like a fool
'Cause if it weren't for me, I'd still have you
I used to blame it on the clock
'Cause I swear it stops when you're with good friends
An' Billy sayin', "One more shot"
An' damn that shot always turned to ten
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