Dying Breed
Allison Moorer Lyrics


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I take a pint of whiskey
And crack open it's lid
I drink the bottle empty
Just like my poor daddy did
I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed
I take a red and blue one
From my Mama's purse
I wash 'em down with homemade wine
To see what kicks in first
I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me
No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed
I take another needle
Black powder and a spoon
I set my sights on heaven
And shoot for the moon
I take after my family
My fate's the blood in me




No one grows old in this household
We are a dying breed

Overall Meaning

Allison Moorer's song "Dying Breed" depicts the tragic and dysfunctional cycle of addiction that can be passed down through generations of a family. In the lyrics, the singer takes a pint of whiskey and drinks it all, emulating the behavior of their father. They also take pills from their mother's purse, washing them down with homemade wine, and use a needle to shoot up black powder in a desperate attempt to escape. Through these actions, the singer acknowledges that their fate is predetermined by their family's legacy of addiction and self-destructive behavior.


The line "No one grows old in this household, we are a dying breed" is particularly haunting, as it implies that the singer's family members all meet an early demise due to their addiction. It also underscores the feeling of hopelessness and inevitability that come with addiction, as though they are resigned to the same fate as their forebears.


The song speaks to the way addiction can enmesh itself in families and persist across generations, even as members of the family try to avoid or escape it. It also points to the power of addiction to override even the strongest and most heartfelt efforts to change.


Line by Line Meaning

I take a pint of whiskey
I start my day with a pint of whiskey


And crack open it's lid
I break the seal and steady my hand for a gulp


I drink the bottle empty
I consume the contents of the bottle until none remain


Just like my poor daddy did
I follow in the footsteps of my deceased father


I take after my family
I inherit the tendencies of my blood relations


My fate's the blood in me
My destiny is predetermined by my genetic makeup


No one grows old in this household
Death comes early for those in my family


We are a dying breed
We are a family with a history of death at a young age


I take a red and blue one
I steal pills from my mother's purse


From my Mama's purse
I take from someone who loves me without reservation


I wash 'em down with homemade wine
I chase the pills with wine made at home


To see what kicks in first
I'm playing a deadly game of chance to feel something more than emptiness


I take another needle
I inject black powder, heroine, into my veins


Black powder and a spoon
My life reduced to a drug user's cooking tools


I set my sights on heaven
I crave a sense of peace and an end to this torment


And shoot for the moon
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to escape the pain of my existence




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: ALLISON MOORER, DOYLE PRIMM

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Comments from YouTube:

Kristin Leuthold

Allison just rocks my soul.... what a voice!!

Carrie Brown

One of my favorite songs by Allison Moorer.  I have the DVD/CD, limited edition live performance.  Wonderful!  Glad you uploaded the complete track, although the one I have is just a little different.  Thanks.

Bret Hawkins

I love this song.

Donna Dedman

I could listen to her forever!

António Ângelo Ângelo

Wonderfull melody that leads into another imaginary !

Rob Stimson

My favorite totally bleak, totally beautiful song ever.

Donna Bannister

I love LOVE LOVE the fact that only a handful know about her...I have LOVED her music, legacy, lifestyle for years... She's the true Outlaw Heroine!!! Love and Respect her to the teeth!

Paul Caporino

Such a good tune. I wish I wrote it.

DanPurdy1

A good song and a beautiful voice.

Mary J B Here

Love her voice.

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