Sore Loser 7-6-24 PoC

Sore Loser, by me, recorded on 7-6-24 around fifteen till two AM.
[CH]
The devil's a sore loser, but old god plays favorites,
I said the devil's a sore loser, but old god plays favorites,
[And I'm stuck right in the middle, wadin' through all this shit.]
Between a rock n a hard place, its so hard to find some sleep.
Stuck between a rock n a hard place, its so hard to find some sleep.
I just wanna hang my head and cry, hang my head and cry for weeks.
[CH]
[and I'm down here on the corner, playin' through my blues licks.]
If you go down to Skid Row babe, 'bout a block past Misery,
Just right past Deadman's Drugstore, they got a street named after me.
Its called the Lonesome Lowdown Man Lane, trust me hon its where I'll be.
[CH]
[N neither one of them likes me, and I don't know who to pick.]
Saw the devil at the fair last night babe, said he'd make come true my wish.
Said "Step right up to this barrel, take a shot, you can't miss!"
I looked him square in the eye and asked him, "Am I the gun or am I the fish?"
[CH]
[N no matter what your troubles, at least one of them are it.]
Its to much for me to handle, its too much, can't ya see?
Why'd you have to step on me lawd, I don't deserve this, let me be.
I'm still tryin to think this through, "God! Why'd you put this shit on me?!"
[CH]
[N I don't need either one of them babe, I ain't fallin' for their tricks.]