(Ian Hunter)



I was born

On the 3rd of June-hard labor-Gemini moon

I was raised 

In a country town-livin' dead were all puttin' me down

And my flesh and blood-my flesh and blood

Kicked me out - they never understood that..

That its alright-its alright- its alright to be a loner



Skin and bone, skin and bone, lean lookin' won't you let me take you home 



How about is babe, how about , a little love 'til the money runs out

We'll give 'em hell babe, we'll give 'em hell

I ain't the kind that's gonna kiss and tell

I'm alright -you know I'm alright- its alright to be a loner

Its alright-its alright- its alright to be a loner



Turn out the lights-bring on the night- oh baby I'm a loner



I got my bags-I got my boots- I got ma wits about me-I got my roots

I gotta guitar-40 years old- I'm gonna play it til the stories been told



We'll knock 'em dead girl-we'll knock 'em dead

So when you think o' me remember what I said

Its alright girl-its alright girl- its alright to be a loner...

Its alright-you know its alright-its alright to be a loner

Tonights the night I'm gonna strap you in tight

oo baby, I'm the loner