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Hard Luck (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(words & music by weisman – wayne)
Oh i’m really feeling mighty low
No, no, no, i got no place that i can go
So i’ve got some blues to sing
And oh, so much remembering, woe……

Black cats, keep away from me
Take my advice, go shinning up a tree
I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck you’ll find
I ain’t lyin’, i’ve got the bluest kinda blues
Drivin’ me right outta my mind

She’s gone, said toodle-loo
Kissed her good-bye and my-my, my money too
I’ve got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck you’ve seen
I mean, the way i’m runnin’ lately
My lucky number is thirteen

Where do i belong, everything i do is wrong, all wrong
Wrong as can be
Who’s stacking all the decks, lady luck has got the hex on me
I’m on her knee da-da-da-da

Shove off, oh i’m warning you
This thing i caught, you know could be catchin’ too
I’ve got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be
Yes siree, i guess hard luck always chooses
Natural born losers like me
Oh ahhh!

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Hard Luck (Letra)

Elvis Presley

Elvis Presley

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(timothy b. schmit)

Here it comes, another heartache
Bringing me pain and misery
It’s peekin’ ‘round the bend sayin’
"hey my friend, sit down, and keep me company."
Always seems to me that
I make the biggest fool and tragedy.
Tellin’ you this time i’m gonna stay in line,
No one’s a-gonna bother me.
Think about the times, if you can, and i’ll let you
Remember the rhymes that we talked when we were new.
I can recall the days when i’d wake up
To find you beside me,
But you could have stayed
‘stead of takin’ off that way..

Here it comes, another heartache
Bringing me pain and misery
It’s peekin’ ‘round the bend sayin’
"hey my friend, sit down, and keep me company."
Always seems to me that
I make the biggest fool and tragedy.
Tellin’ you this time i’m gonna stay in line,
No one’s a-gonna bother me.

And i can’t ever change it
Hard luck is all to blame.
If i try to rearrange it,
I wished i could, it ain’t no good
Why do things always turn out just the same?