Twisted Drunk Lyrics - Singles - Sam Densmore

The old man 

could drive himself around no more 

so he rode himself round town 

on a horse 

on a big black mare named Kate 

been too twisted 

twisted up 

been too twisted 

twisted up 

twisted drunk 

twisted drunk 

twisted 

twisted drunk 

twisted drunk 

he carried a gun 

and he'd get himself filled up on whisky 

that he'd bought the night before 

with his pension 

from the war 

sometimes 

he'd tell stories 

about being in the war 

floating on the ocean 

and the duties 

of a tail gunner 

and the cold sweat 

that'd run from his skin 

as the porpoises 

looked like torpedoes 

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