(Dan Baird)
Just a hard luck boy from a hard luck town
hard luck story that's goin' around
you can make a fool wear a crown
prop him up but he falls back down
fall back down
Everytime I stick out my heart it just
gets stepped on
I don't want or need your gracious sympathy
I don't need to look over my shoulder
to see what's coming
It's a dark cloud it belongs to me
just a hard luck boy from a hard luck town
hard luck story that's goin' around
you can make a fool wear a crown
prop him up but he falls back down
everytime I roll the dice they come up box cars
it feels just like I've been snakebit since day one
You gotta nerve to ask why I don't wear a smile on my face
Well, it's hard when you're livin' under the gun
(repeat chorus twice)