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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 Letras de cancionesHalf 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) From Letras Mania