Long Line of Losers Lyrics

I think this is right, it sounds good to me
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 mommas front steps
Nobodys heard from her since she high tailed
I come from a long line of losers
Half outlaw half boozers
I was born with a shot glass in my hand
Im part hippy a little redneck
Im always a suspect
My bloodline made me who I am
Daddy never finished school but
He shot one mean game of pool
Took a bullet for stealing cars down in Birmingham
Momma always went to church
We soon found out what her reasons were
She got caught at the local motel with the preacher man
I come from a long line of losers
Half outlaw half boozers
I was born with a shot glass in my hand
Im part hippy a little redneck
Im always a suspect
My bloodline made me who I am
Oh yeah
I come from a long line of losers
Half outlaw half boozers
I was born with a shot glass in my hand
Im part hippy a little redneck
Im always a suspect
My bloodline made me who I am
I come from a long line of losers