Sam Floyd on drums and Tom Breshers Vocals, and Guitars and whomever else we can get around town.
Lyrics
I woke up this morn ing and played the mes sage on the an swer ma chine
Last night I saw you leav ing, But I thought it was just a bad dream
Then I heard the mess age you left, and start ed feel ing sorry for my self
Every time I think I’m winn ing is when I start los ing it a gain
I put all my mon ey in a Miss issip pi slot ma chine
It took my last dol lar, never paid me a damn thing
Some body re possess ed my car, and some body else stole my gui tar
Every time I think I’m winn ing is when I start los ing it a gain
Every time I think I’m get ting a head,my en gine stalls, the bat tery goes dead
Every time I get on a roll, I crawl back into that same old hole
I walked down to the bar to drink away my trouble
Said give me a whisk ey and better make it a double
Later on, the juke box played our song
I cleared out and stumbled back home
Every time I think I’m winn ing is when I start los ing it a gain
Inst Verse
Every time I think I’m gain ing ground, It all turns up side down
Every time I get on a roll, I crawl back into that same old hole
I drank up all the mo ney I set a side for the rent
I’ll be liv ing under a bridge or liv ing in a tent
Lord I’m stand ing on the brink,
So low down I’m beginn ing to sink
Every time I think I’m winn ing is when I start los ing it a gain
Every time I think I’m winn ing is when I start los ing it a gain
Every time I think I’m winn ing is when I start los ing it a gain
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