Got an ache in my belly, got a craving in my head

I feel like I'm dying, and I wish I was dead

If I live 'til tomorrow, it'll be a long time

And I'll rise, and I'll fall, and I'll die on cod'ine

And it's real, and it's real

One more time

When I was a young boy, I learned not to care

By whiskey and frolic I often did swear

Now my mother and father said that whiskey's a curse

But the fate of their baby was a million times worse

And it's real, yes, it's real

One more time

[Guitar solo]

Stay away from the city, stay away from the town

Stay away from the man pushing cod'ine around

Stay away from the stores where the remedies you'll find

For better your pain than to die on cod'ine

And it's real, yeah, it's real

One more time

It's real, yeah, it's real

One more time

It's real, and it's real

One more time