Dying breed

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