The Leather Pockets - Bad Luck

Somebody call me a doctor
Somebody quick cause I'm fading fast
Somebody call me a doctor
Before I need a casket
Somebody got to save me
Somebody got to pull me out
I got this feeling lately
Like there ain't no place to go
Oh, no

Someone better stop me
Stop me before I lose control
Someone better stop me
Before I do the unthinkable
Someone's got an answer
Someone just has to know
How to cut out the cancer
That's kept me down so long

I can see all of my leaves falling
Feel that wind it's picking up
What an incredible calling
To always wake up
With bad luck

Somebody find me a pastor
Somebody get me a holy man
To save my heart from disaster
Cause I don't think I can
You gotta tell me, dear preacher
What do you see here before your eyes
Am I a man or a creature
Not worthy of the prize

I can see all of my leaves falling
Feel that wind it's picking up
What an incredible calling
To always wake up
With bad luck

I can see all of my leaves falling
Feel that wind it's picking up
What an incredible calling
To always wake up
With bad luck

Written by:
Dylan Tackett, William Mullins

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