Lost my job, i lost my money I turn my back and lost my honey Lord i guess i'm just the losing kind
Lost my license 'cause i drove too fast Got in a game and i lost my cash Lord i guess i'm just the losing kind
Some day the cops are gonna come around And turn me over to the lost and found I was sitting on the porch the other day And watched the finance man drive my car away
I'm too proud to crawl too weak to run I'd shoot myself but i lost my gun Lord i guess i'm just the losing kind
Well if it was a-raining dollar bills And i was up on the highest hill Clouds would break out and the sun would shine
The only way that i can win Is pick a fight and bet on him Lord i guess i'm just the losing kind
Some day the cops are gonna come around And turn me over to the lost and found I just got a letter from a baby of mine She's in las vegas and she likes it fine
I'm too proud to crawl and i'm too weak to run I'd shoot myself but i lost my gun Lord i guess i'm just the losing kind
I bet on the horses to recoup my losses And lost the tickets on the winning horses Lord i guess i'm just the losing kindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
