Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley - Hard Luck songtekst
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Oh I`m really feeling mighty low No, no, no, I got no place that I can go So I`ve got some blues to sing And oh, so much remembering, woe...... Black cats, keep away from me Take my advice, go shinning up a tree I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck you`ll find I ain`t lyin`, I`ve got the bluest kinda blues Drivin` me right outta my mind She`s gone, said toodle-loo Kissed her good-bye and my-my, my money too I`ve got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck you`ve seen I mean, the way I`m runnin` lately My lucky number is thirteen Where do I belong, everything I do is wrong, all wrong Wrong as can be Who`s stacking all the decks, lady luck has got the hex on me I`m on her knee da-da-da-da Shove off, oh I`m warning you This thing I caught, you know could be catchin` too I`ve got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be Yes siree, I guess hard luck always chooses Natural born losers like me Oh ahhh!