(ian hunter)
I was born
On the 3rd of june-hard labor-gemini moon
I was raised
In a country town-livin dead were all puttin me down
And my flesh and blood-my flesh and blood
Kicked me out - they never understood that..
That its alright-its alright- its alright to be a loner
Skin and bone, skin and bone, lean lookin wont you let me take you home
How about is babe, how about , a little love til the money runs out
Well give em hell babe, well give em hell
I aint the kind thats gonna kiss and tell
Im alright -you know Im alright- its alright to be a loner
Its alright-its alright- its alright to be a loner
Turn out the lights-bring on the night- oh baby Im a loner
I got my bags-i got my boots- I got ma wits about me-i got my roots
I gotta guitar-40 years old- Im gonna play it til the stories been told
Well knock em dead girl-well knock em dead
So when you think o me remember what I said
Its alright girl-its alright girl- its alright to be a loner...
Its alright-you know its alright-its alright to be a loner
Tonights the night Im gonna strap you in tight
Oo baby, Im the loner