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Well I was a young man when I found the pleasures of life
And  I lost myself to the shadows that fall every night
And  I was ashamed to say that I am somebody's son
[It?] don't make you a good man but it might make you feel like one

And I wasted my time waiting for change
Ah,  but change won't ever come
When  you're left on the bad side of luck
And the gambler always comes up short
For  the things that he's done

Well this world beat me down, left my face black and blue
[They?] broke my soul and half of my heart too
But I came out clean and there ain't too much I'll regret
But  it's a wonder that I ain't the meanest son of a bitch that you ever met

And I wasted my time waiting for change
Ah, but change won't ever come
When you're left on the bad side of luck
And the gambler always comes up short
For the things that he's done

So I been wonderin' what it means to be loved
To come home in the evenin' to someone I can trust
But sometimes what you get ain't the same as the things you expect
So I guess I'll keep fightin' on the bad side of luck 'til I'm dead

And I wasted my time waiting for change
Ah, but change won't ever come
When you're left on the bad side of luck
And the gambler always comes up short
Said, the gambler always comes up short
Well the gambler always comes up short
For the things that he's done

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