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• Sorry About Your Damn Luck

You’re going down.
Yeaaaaaaaah-yeaaaah

You’re going down.
And I drink
I don’t give a damn what you think
I’m a gambling man
I’m ready to win
I’ll say it now,
Sorry ‘bout your damn luck
Yeah
(Sorry ‘bout your damn luck, boy)

Hey yeah

I’ve always been a loaded gun
Hunting for the right kinda fun
Sometimes trouble seems to follow
I’m making a name by myself
Don’t need anyone else’s help
So watch out for me and the bottle
Yeah

You’re going down.
And I drink
I don’t give a damn what you think
I’m a gambling man
I’m ready to win
I’ll say it now,
Sorry ‘bout your damn luck
Yeah
(sorry ‘bout your damn luck, boy)

And lady luck’s been good to me
I make a lot of money, as you can see
And I’m coming to your town
I’m living every day like it’s my last
Riding alone with my boots behind
Somebody pour me another round

You’re going down.
And I drink
I don’t give a damn what you think
I’m a gambling man
I’m ready to win
I’ll say it now,
Sorry ‘bout your damn luck (Yeeeeah)
Sorry ‘bout your damn luck (Yeeeeah)
Sorry ‘bout your damn luck
(Sorry ‘bout your damn luck, boy)
Sorry ‘bout, sorry ‘bout,
Sorry ‘bout your damn luck.
Hey yeah

SORRY ‘BOUT YOUR DAMN LUCK.