Three Time Loser Lyrics - David Allan Coe

Once I tried my hand at stealing 

Trying to fill that empty feeling 

Trying hard to keep from dealing drugs 

I was much to young to take it 

Back when it was hard to make it 

On the run with a gun or with a gang of thugs 

Three time loser, it's all behind me now 

Twice I fell in love and married 

Thinking that the past was buried 

Funny how those women carried on 

Swearing that our love was dying 

Like the weeping willow crying 

Through the night and every fight 

Until our love was gone 

Freedom lost and love gone sour 

Losing minutes by the hour 

Too afraid to let my sorrow show 

Dying slow from too much drinking 

Quitting when I started sinking 

To the bottom of the bottle that's too far to go