My father cursed me
On the day I was born
The day I left home
My mother was in mourn
But you can bet babe
There´s nothing in my head

You´d better leave me now
You´d better leave me now
I´m from outta town
Outta town, yeah
Outta town, yeah

I know I´ll look for
Whiskey, gin and wine
Burn all my money
As I´m rolling the dice
But still you have sowed
My seed in your bed

Gonna be heading out
Gonna be heading out
I´m from outta town
Outta town, yeah
Outta town, yeah

Little