The Bad Side of Luck

Well I was a young man when I found the pleasures of life

And I lost myself to the shadows that fall every night

And I was ashamed to say that I am somebody's son

[It?] don't make you a good man but it might make you feel like one

And I wasted my time waiting for change

Ah, but change won't ever come

When you're left on the bad side of luck

And the gambler always comes up short

For the things that he's done

Well this world beat me down, left my face black and blue

[They?] broke my soul and half of my heart too

But I came out clean and there ain't too much I'll regret

But it's a wonder that I ain't the meanest son of a bitch that you ever met

And I wasted my time waiting for change

Ah, but change won't ever come

When you're left on the bad side of luck

And the gambler always comes up short

For the things that he's done

So I been wonderin' what it means to be loved

To come home in the evenin' to someone I can trust

But sometimes what you get ain't the same as the things you expect

So I guess I'll keep fightin' on the bad side of luck 'til I'm dead

And I wasted my time waiting for change

Ah, but change won't ever come

When you're left on the bad side of luck

And the gambler always comes up short

Said, the gambler always comes up short

Well the gambler always comes up short

For the things that he's done