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I was brought in this world 1962,
I didn't have much choice you see.
But by the time I was eight,
I could tell it was too late,
I was already barking up the wrong tree.
Well, when I was in school you thought I was a fool,
In trouble, breaking all the rules.
I was absent from class,
My daddy spanked my bare ass,
But I sure tried hard to be cool.
CHORUS: Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, You're just bad news,
You don't get no second chance.
It was a hot summer night in mid July,
A hangover and a black eye.
Your momma said I was a loser,
A dead end cruiser,
And deep inside I knew that se was right.
REPEAT CHORUS:
I try to get myself a job,
Because of the way that things are,
Would I have nice things and go far?
Well, I'm sorry honey,
I ain't got much money,
But I can sure play this here ol' guitar.
As the years went on,
I make a few mistakes.
It was trouble bound for this young man.
The police knockin' at my door,
Well, he don't live here no more,
And he's playin' in a rock n' roll band.
REPEAT CHORUS X2