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Well, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
Friends and heroes
Packin' up and movin'
And one of these days
I'll be left with nothin'
But memories and no time
So I better get
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
bye
Well, we never got paid
But we had a lotta laughs though
Runnin' like thieves through the streets of Chicago
Look at me now, I'm leanin' out a Portland window, singin'
"I still miss someone"
So I better get,
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
bye and bye
Pickin' up speed
Pickin' up the pieces
Losin' leaves in every season
The winter ends right at my feet with
Flowers peepin' up through the crack in the concrete
Well, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
Friends and heroes
Packin' up and movin'
And one of these days
I'll be left with nothin'
But memories and no time
So I better get
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
bye and bye
I'm pickin' up speed
Pickin' up the pieces
Losin' leaves in every season
The winter ends right at my feet with
Flowers peepin' up through a crack in the concrete
Well, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
Friends and heroes
Are packin' up and movin'
One of these days
I'll be left with nothin'
But memories and no time
So I better get
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
By and by and by and by and by
By and by and by and by and by and by
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
Friends and heroes
Packin' up and movin'
And one of these days
I'll be left with nothin'
But memories and no time
So I better get
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
bye
Well, we never got paid
But we had a lotta laughs though
Runnin' like thieves through the streets of Chicago
Look at me now, I'm leanin' out a Portland window, singin'
"I still miss someone"
So I better get,
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
bye and bye
Pickin' up speed
Pickin' up the pieces
Losin' leaves in every season
The winter ends right at my feet with
Flowers peepin' up through the crack in the concrete
Well, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
Friends and heroes
Packin' up and movin'
And one of these days
I'll be left with nothin'
But memories and no time
So I better get
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
bye and bye
I'm pickin' up speed
Pickin' up the pieces
Losin' leaves in every season
The winter ends right at my feet with
Flowers peepin' up through a crack in the concrete
Well, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
Friends and heroes
Are packin' up and movin'
One of these days
I'll be left with nothin'
But memories and no time
So I better get
Yeah, I better get accustomed
'Cause, I got a lot
Lord, I got a lotta losin'
By and by and by and by and by
By and by and by and by and by and by
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Track duration: 02:46
"Whole Lotta Losin'" as written by M. Ward
Lyrics © BUG MUSIC
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