Good morning my darlin, I’m telling you this
To let you know that I’m sorry you’re sick
Though tears of sorrow won’t do you no good
I’d be your doctor if only I could
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour, or something sweet?
I’ll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
I’d swim in the ocean or the deepest canal
To get to you darling just to make you well
There’s no place on Earth I would hasten to go
To cool the fever; this I want you to know
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour, or something sweet?
I’ll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
You’re goin’ to the doctor; would hurrying show
There’s quite a few places I know we can go
I was okay but these words from you
Stating you’re sick made me sick too
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour, or something sweet?
I’ll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
Promise me darling that you won’t die
I’ll get all the medicine money can buy
Stick with me baby, hold on and fight
Take a good rest, I won’t prolongue the flight
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour, or something sweet?
I’ll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
What do you want from the liquor store?
Something sour, or something sweet?
I’ll buy you all that your belly can hold
You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
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Ted Hawkins Lyrics – Sorry You’re Sick