LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Losing Kind
Lost my job, I lost my moneyI turn my back and lost my honeyLord I guess I'm just the losing kindLost my license 'cause I drove too fastGot in a game and I lost my cashLord I guess I'm just the losing kindSome day the cops are gonna come aroundAnd turn me over to the lost and foundI was sitting on the porch the other dayAnd watched the finance man drive my car awayI'm too proud to crawl too weak to runI'd shoot myself but I lost my gunLord I guess I'm just the losing kind(long version includes this verse)Well if it was a-raining dollar billsAnd I was up on the highest hillClouds would break out and the sun would shineThe only way that I can winIs pick a fight and bet on himLord I guess I'm just the losing kindSome day the cops are gonna come aroundAnd turn me over to the lost and foundI just got a letter from a baby of mineShe's in las vegas and she likes it fine(long version only)I'm too proud to crawl and I'm too weak to runI'd shoot myself but I lost my gunLord I guess I'm just the losing kind(short version only)I bet on the horses to recoup my lossesAnd lost the tickets on the winning horsesLord I guess I'm just the losing kind
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