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I was brought in this world 1962, |
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I didn't have much choice you see. |
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But by the time |
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I was eight, |
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I could tell it was too late, |
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I was already barking up the wrong tree. |
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When I was in school you thought |
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I was a fool, |
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In trouble, |
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Breaking all the rules. |
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I was absent from class, |
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My daddy spanked my bare ass, |
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But I sure tried hard to be cool. chorus: |
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Born to lose, was what they said, |
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You know I was better off dead. |
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Born to lose, you're just bad news, |
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You don't get a second chance. |
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It was a hot summer night in mid |
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July, A hangover and a black eye. |
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Your momma said |
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I was a loser, |
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A dead end cruiser, |
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And deep inside |
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I know that she was right. chorus: |
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Born to lose, was what they said, |
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You know I was better off dead. |
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Born to lose, you're just bad news, |
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You don't get a second chance. |
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I tried to get myself a job |
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Because that's the way that |
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Things are, wanna have nice |
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Things and go far. |
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Well I'm sorry |
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Honey, I ain't got much money |
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But I can sure play this here old |
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Guitar. As the years went on, |
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I Made a few mistakes it was a |
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Troublebound for this young |
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Man. The police knockin' at my |
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Door, "Well he don't live here no More, and he's playin' in a rock 'n' Roll band." chorus: |
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Born to lose, was what they said, |
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You know I was better off dead. |
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Born to lose, you're just bad news, |
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You don't get a second chance. |
