Bound to Lose - Denver

When your girls are out of town

It’s hard for a man to sleep alone

Johnny’s on the ground with a bottle to his mouth

He’s bound to lose.

If the dogs are howlin' at your door

You might feel obliged to let them in

Johnny’s to his feet and feels like making friends

He’s bound to lose.

When all that’s gold and glitters settles down

And what day it is don’t matter any more

Johnny’s packin heat and he knows the way to be

He’s bound to lose