Key: E
[Intro]
A B7 E
[Verse]
E A
Lost my job, I lost my money.
B7 E
I turned my back and lost my honey.
A B7 E B7 E
Lord, I guess I'm just the losing kind.
E A
Lost my license cause I drove too fast.
B7 E
Got in a game and I lost my cash.
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Lord, I guess I'm just the losing kind.
[Refrain]
A E
Someday the cops are gonna come around,
B7 E
And turn me over to the lost and found.
A E
I was sittin' on the porch the other day,
F B7
And watched the finance man drive my car way.
E A
I'm too proud to crawl, I'm too weak to run.
B7 E
I'd shoot myself but I lost my gun.
A B7 E
Lord, I guess I'm just the losing kind.
[Instrumental]
A B7 E
[Verse]
E A
The only way that I can win,
B7 E
Is pick a fight and bet on him.
A B7 E E7
Lord, I guess I'm just the losing kind.
[Refrain]
A E
Someday the cops are gonna come around,
B7 E
And turn me in to the lost and found.
A E
I just got a letter from my baby of mine.
F B7
She's in Las Vegas and she likes it fine.
E A
I bet on the horses to recoop my losses.
B7 E
And lose the tickets on the winning horses.
A B7 E
Lord, I guess I'm just the losing kind.
[Outro]
A B7 E