Long Line of Losers

Grand daddy 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 mama's front steps

Nobody's heard from her since she hightailed

I come from a long line of losers

Half outlaw, half boozer

I was born with a shot glass in my hand

Well, I'm part hippy, a little red neck

I'm always a suspect

My bloodline made me who I am

Now, daddy never finished school

But he shot one mean game of pool

Took a bullet for stealing cars down in Birmingham

Mama always went to church

But we soon found out what her reasons were

She got caught at the local motel with a preacher man

I come from a long line of losers

Half outlaw, half boozer

I was born with a shot glass in my hand

Well, I'm part hippy, a little red neck

Well, I'm always a suspect

My bloodline made me who I am

I come from a long line of losers

Half outlaw, half boozer

I was born with a shot glass in my hand

Well, I'm part hippy, a little red neck

I'm always a suspect

My bloodline made me who I am

I come from a long line of losers

Oh yeah