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 steps
Nobody's 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 shot one mean game of pool
Took a bullet for stealin' cars down in Birmingham
Mama always went to church
We soon found out what her reasons were
She got caught at the local motel with preacher man
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
Oh yea!
(guitar solo)
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
I come from a long line of losers
Yea
(guitar solo continues, fades at end)
Kevin Fowler - Long Line Of Losers Lyrics
Kevin Fowler - Long Line Of Losers Lyrics
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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 steps
Nobody's 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 shot one mean game of pool
Took a bullet for stealin' cars down in Birmingham
Mama always went to church
We soon found out what her reasons were
She got caught at the local motel with preacher man
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
Oh yea!
(guitar solo)
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
I come from a long line of losers
Yea
(guitar solo continues, fades at end)
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 steps
Nobody's 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 shot one mean game of pool
Took a bullet for stealin' cars down in Birmingham
Mama always went to church
We soon found out what her reasons were
She got caught at the local motel with preacher man
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
Oh yea!
(guitar solo)
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
I come from a long line of losers
Yea
(guitar solo continues, fades at end)
Writer: Kevin Fowler, Kim Tribble
Copyright: Lyrics © CALHOUN ENTERPRISES, BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CALHOUN ENTERPRISES, BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC