A sad tale of the life of a gamblers son, the smell of dirt and cigarettes, sticky floors littered with losing tickets. A never ending losing streak. It took weeks to write and i would often feel like I was writing an old west novel. Not sure where good songs come from but I'm glad this one found its way to me.
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Lyrics
Unlucky horses Jim Dixon 4 7 15
Unlucky horses
Lose every time
Stare through the haze
At the last rider by
He’d say watch them run,
I would watch them run
A gamblers son
Unlucky horses
Made my momma cry
“they was born” she’d say
under a bad sign
i know that's why she left
watch him place his bet
On our feet when the thunder comes
bring the whip
their can be only one
I bet it all because im my father's son
on unlucky horses
he’d say watch them run
Unlucky horses
Lose every time
Unlucky horses in his eyes
he’d say
Watch them run
Watch them run
A gamblers son