Paroles

Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee Ran moonshine from here to Tennessee Spent half his life in the Montgomery county jail Grandma she got drunk and left All her kids on her mamas front porch steps An no ones heard from here since she hightailed Chorus: I come from long line of losers Half outlaw half boozer I was born with a shot glass in my hand I'm part hippie a little red neck I'm always a suspect My blood line made me who I am Daddy never finished school But he played one mean game of pool Took a bullet for stealin' cars down in Birmingham Mama always went to church Soon found out what her reasons were Got caught at the local Motel with preacher man Chorus: x3 I come from long line of losers Half outlaw half boozer I was born with a shot glass in my hand I'm part hippie a little red neck I'm all ways a suspect My blood line made me who I am I come from long line of losers Half outlaw half boozer I was born with a shot glass in my hand I'm part hippee a little red neck I'm all ways a suspect My blood line made me who I am I come from long line of losers Half outlaw half boozer I was born with a shot glass in my hand I'm part hippee a little red neck I'm all ways a suspect My blood line made me who I am
Writer(s): Kim Chadwick Tribble, Kevin Fowler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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