Sorry You're Sick (Live)
Oh and my darling I'm telling you this
Don't let you know that I'm sorry you're sick
Tears of sorrow won't do you no good
And I'll be your doctor if only I could
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all that you'll never come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Swimming the oceans on the deepest canals
To get to you darling and make you well
There's no place on earth I'd hasten go
To go fever I want you to know
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all but you'll never come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Promise me, darling, you won't die
My gift, all the medicine money can buy
Stick with me baby, hold on and fight
Take a good rest, hold on the fight
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all but you'll never come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all that you better come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Don't let you know that I'm sorry you're sick
Tears of sorrow won't do you no good
And I'll be your doctor if only I could
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all that you'll never come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Swimming the oceans on the deepest canals
To get to you darling and make you well
There's no place on earth I'd hasten go
To go fever I want you to know
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all but you'll never come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Promise me, darling, you won't die
My gift, all the medicine money can buy
Stick with me baby, hold on and fight
Take a good rest, hold on the fight
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all but you'll never come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
What do you want from the liquor store
Something sour, something sweet
I'll buy them all that you better come home
You can be sure you won't suffer no more
Credits
Writer(s): Ted Hawkins
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