Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee   Ran moonshine from here to Tennessee   Spent half his life in the Montgomery county jail   Grandma she got drunk and left   All her kids on her momma's front steps   Nobody's heard from her since she hightailed      [Chorus}   I come from a long line of losers   Half outlaw half booser   I was born with a shot glass in my hand   I'm part hippie a little redneck   I'm always a suspect   My blood line made me who i am.      Daddy never finished school but   He shot one mean game of pool   Took a bullet for stealing cars down in Burmingham   Momma always went to church   We soon found out what her reasons were   She got caught at the local motel with the preacher man      [Chorus]      Ahh Yeah      [Chorus}      I come from a long line of losers   yeah