Lyrics

Back luck keeps following me
Like a hellhound on my trail
Everyone I know either dead, dying or in jail
I'm just trying to get along
But I'm so tired of dealing with it girl
Days like this I feel
That I ain't long for this world

Spend my time dodging bullets
And putting out fires
My days are filled
With unpaid bills and flat tires
There's a mark on me
For every stone that's been hurled
Days like this I feel
That I ain't long for this world

Wish someone would tell me
Who put this target on my back
I'm way out on a limb
And I feel it starting to crack
I could tell you stories
That would make your hair curl
Days like this I feel
That I ain't long for this world