Born To Lose

I was brought in this world 1962,
I didn't have much choice you see.
But by the time I was eight,
I could tell it was too late,
I was already barking up the wrong tree.

When I was in school you thought I was a fool,
In trouble, breaking all the rules.
I was absent from class,
My daddy spanked my bare ass,
But I sure tried hard to be cool.


Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.


It was a hot summer night in mid July,
A hangover and a black eye.
Your momma said I was a loser,
A dead end cruiser,
And deep inside I know that she was right.


Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.


I tried to get myself a job
Because that's the way that things are,
wanna have nice things and go far.

Well I'm sorry honey,
I ain't got much money
But I can sure play this here old guitar.

As the years went on,
I made a few mistakes
It was a troublebound for this young man.

The police knockin' at my door,
"Well he don't live here no more,
and he's playin' in a Rock 'n' Roll band."


Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance. (x2)

Nacido Para Perder

Fui traido al mundo en 1962,
No tuve mucha elección, como ves.
Pero para cuando tuve 8 años,
Me di cuenta que era tarde,
Ya estaba ladrándole al árbol equivocado.

Cuando iba a la escuela pensaste que era un tonto
en problemas, rompiendo todas las reglas
Estaba ausente de las clases,
Mi papá me cacheteó el culo
Pero yo intentaba duramente ser cool.


"Nacido para perder", era lo que decían
Era mejor que estuviera muerto
"Nacido para perder, sos sólo malas noticias
No vas a tener segunda oportunidad".


Era una noche calurosa de verano, a mediados de Julio
Una resaca y un ojo negro
Tu mamá dijo que yo era un perdedor
Una calle sin salida
Y en el fondo yo sabía que tenía razón.


"Nacido para perder", era lo que decían
Era mejor que estuviera muerto
"Nacido para perder, sos sólo malas noticias
No vas a tener segunda oportunidad".


Traté de conseguirme un trabajo
Porque esa es la forma en la que las cosas son,
quiero tener cosas lindas y llegar lejos.

Bueno, lo siento querida,
no tengo mucho dinero
Pero seguro puedo tocar esta vieja guitarra.

A medida que los años pasaron,
Cometí algunos errores,
estaba destinado a meterme en problemas.

La policía golpeaba en mi puerta,
"Bueno él ya no vive más acá
y está tocando en una banda de Rock'n'roll."


"Nacido para perder", era lo que decían
Era mejor que estuviera muerto
"Nacido para perder, sos sólo malas noticias
No vas a tener segunda oportunidad". (x2)