Son of a Gump Lyrics

Billy Kane was the sharpest of the lot

And he knew that he was in a tight spot

Cursed by the heavens

He was just, the son of a gump

Oh momma momma you always said

Your father is no more than a bag of clay

But It came as a surprise

When he became, the victim of the white blade

His poppa in a fit of rage

Killed a man, and stumbled away

So much father and son look alike

That Billy Kane was wrongly blamed

Oh, I just wanna know

God, how could you let me die this way

It's just my luck I guess

Oh lord why why

Why I had to be, the son of a gump

Billy Kane knew his time had come

When he saw the cops heading his way

And the color of his skin wouldn't help him run away

He faced the gun, he faced his fate, he saw the rage

So he lifted his arms in a harmless way

Heard the shots, oh god, I'm slipping away

Oh, I just wanna know

God, how could you let me die this way

It's just my luck I guess

Oh lord why why

Why I had to be, the son of a gump

Wicked luck, wicked gods, wicked game

When your cards are dealt by a cruel fate

When you are nothing but a son of a gump

Wicked luck, wicked gods, wicked game

When your cards are dealt by a cruel fate

Oh lord why I had to be

Why I had to be

Why I had to be the son

Of a gump