Where Losers Do

I've been a wonderin' where I'm goin'
a second time around,
my pants around my ankles
oh i'm a feelin' a mighty down.
And if you're gonna go then go big
oh but you might lose.
And if you lose then lose big
and hang out where the losers do.
I rode with my friend from upstate
in his truck from coast to coast,
we slept in the back in the desert
and on the side of the road the most.
And oh when we went (aw) we went big
and all that we did lose,
It won't compare to everything we got
when we hung out where the losers do.
Ba da...
Do you remember when I wrote good morning
to you in the snow?
When I did not use my fingers
neither did I use my toes.
And you just said that the Glory of the land
was inside of you.
And then you came and you held onto my clean hand,
and we walked where the losers do.
Ba da oh...



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Mabry, Brent Holloman
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