(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)