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Every day 'round noon, ol' Barbara Sue drinks out on her front porch All dressed up, waiting on that hunk to drop some mail off at her door She loves to look, but she'll never touch him Can't say the same for her ex-husband Since he got caught with that cop across the street Well, let ol' Barb keep sippin' Margs and taking in the view We've all got our ways of coping too Some people get by by blowing smoke Some people get high on the holy ghost Put a little liquor in the blender 'Til the sweet outweighs the bittеr Doin' what we gotta do, just tryin' to make it through another day Chеatin', drinkin', leavin', prayin' We've all got our way of makin' lemonade Well, Johnny works a job he hates and acts like he can't pay rent But he ain't broke, he grows his own green down in that there basement And we all know he's been through the ringer Son of a drunk, pentecostal preacher We all pray that he'll save enough to leave Some people get by by blowing smoke Some people get high on the holy ghost Put a little liquor in the blender Letras de canciones'Til the sweet outweighs the bitter Doin' what we gotta do, just tryin' to make it through another day Cheatin', drinkin', leavin', prayin' We've all got our way of makin' lemonade Yeah, of makin' lemonade This world would be a sweeter place to live in If all life ever handed you was lemons Some people get by by blowing smoke Some people get high on the holy ghost Put a little liquor in the blender 'Til the sweet outweighs the bitter Doin' what we gotta do, just tryin' to make it through another day Cheatin', drinkin', leavin', prayin' We've all got our way of makin' lemonade From Letras Mania