Social Distortion – Born To Lose (Guitar)

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I was brought in this world 1962,

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I didn't have much choice you see. 

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But by the time I was eight, I could tell it was too late,

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I was already barking up the wrong tree.

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When I was in school you thought I was a fool,

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In trouble, breaking all the rules.

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I was absent from class, my daddy spanked my bare ass,

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But I sure tried hard to be cool.

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Born to lose, was what they said,

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You know I was better off dead.

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Born to lose, you're just bad news,

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You don't get no second chance.

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It was a hot summer night in mid July,

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A hangover and a black eye.

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Your momma said I was a loser, a dead end cruiser, 

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And deep inside I knew that she was right.

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Born to lose, was what they said,

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You know I was better off dead.

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Born to lose, you're just bad news,

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You don't get no second chance.

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I tried to get myself a job because that's the way that things are, 

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Wanna have nice things and go far. 

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Well I'm sorry Honey, I ain't got much money

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But I can sure play this here old Guitar. 

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As the years went on, I made a few mistakes 

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It was a Troublebound for this young Man. 

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The police knockin' at my door, "Well he don't live here no more, 

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And he's playin' in a rock 'n'Roll band."

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Born to lose, was what they said,

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You know I was better off dead.

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Born to lose, you're just bad news,

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You don't get no second chance.

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Born to lose, was what they said,

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You know I was better off dead.

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Born to lose, you're just bad news,

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You don't get no second chance.