G C His mama ran off when he was just a kidD G So he never really knew her at allC Just a picture of a girl in a sad blue dressD G Hanging beside a cross on the wallG C His daddy used to drive those eighteen wheelersD G Now he drives the bottle deep into the nightG C He was always saying son, you're just no goodD G You'll never do anything rightG Am7 He never got enough love in all his lifeC D G Am7 C D He wasn't brought up right he never got enough loveG C The screams and the bruises and the broken bottlesD G These were things he understoodG C From busted chairs to a broken heartD G He got away as soon as he couldG C When he was just eighteen he got his very own gunD G Shot a kid near a liquor store one nightG C He was all mixed up he never understood whyD G He was only lookin' to prove his daddy rightG Am7 He never got enough love in all his lifeC D He wasn't brought up right he never got enough loveG Am7 He never got enough love in all his lifeC D He wasn't brought up right he never got enough loveG Am7 C D G Am7 C D G Am7 C D G Am7 C D G
He Never Got Enough Love
Lucinda Williams
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