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Something has taught me Karma has rolled me God is a commie Sweet Jesus told me Says if you lost him To please send a basket And fire your musket Over my casket Roll out the stretcher And make me feel better For what is bad, don't be glad And what is worse, I'm the nurse Baby, don't you give me Your words of sweet whiskey Your southern draw crawling Over me quickly You see I've been lied to Laughed at and cried to But I'll no longer Twisted and tied to So Roll out the stretcher And make me feel better For what is bad, don't be glad Letras de cancionesAnd what is worse, I'm the nurse Sweet road out yonder No, I have gone her So teach me no lesson And call when you wanna Sweet horse, I'm implored To lay me some wisdom They says no, ah you want it Just ask to receive them Roll out the stretcher And make me feel better For what is bad, don't be glad And what is worse, I'm the nurse For what is bad, don't be glad And what is worse, I'm the nurse From Letras Mania