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The Loner
by The Hunter Ronson Band
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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' won't you let me take you home
How about is babe, how about, a little love 'til the money runs out
We'll give 'em hell babe, we'll give 'em hell
I ain't the kind that's gonna kiss and tell
I'm alright, you know I'm 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 I'm 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, I'm gonna play it til the stories been told
We'll knock 'em dead girl,we'll 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
Tonight's the night I'm gonna strap you in tight
Oh baby, I'm the loner
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' won't you let me take you home
How about is babe, how about, a little love 'til the money runs out
We'll give 'em hell babe, we'll give 'em hell
I ain't the kind that's gonna kiss and tell
I'm alright, you know I'm 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 I'm 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, I'm gonna play it til the stories been told
We'll knock 'em dead girl,we'll 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
Tonight's the night I'm gonna strap you in tight
Oh baby, I'm the loner
