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Thu, 24.09.2009

BORN UNDER A BAD SIGN by Albert King.

Born under a bad sign
Been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck
You know I wouldn’t have no luck at all

Hard luck and trouble
Been my only friend
I been out on my own
Ever since I was ten
Born under a bad sign
Been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck
You know I wouldn’t have no luck at all

I can’t read,
I didn’t learn how to write
My whole life has been
One long fight
Born under a bad sign
I’ve been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn’t for bad luck
You know I wouldn’t have no luck at all

You know if wasn’t for

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