Born - Bill Anderson

They say I was born with a silver tear in my eye

Must have been I felt the wind that cold November morn

And I knew it would blow me no good from the day I was born

I was born at an early age and that’s when I’ll die

You’ve seen to that by loving then saying goodbye

You held me near then left me here forsaken and forlorn

And I’m sittin' here now wishin' I’d never been born

For I was born to love one woman, born to be with you

You were born to hurt me, born to be untrue

Some loves come up roses but my love came up thorns

And I’m sittin' here now wishin' I’d never been born

Born to love one woman, born to be with you

You were born to hurt me, born to be untrue

Some loves come up roses but my love came up thorns

And I’m sittin' here now wishin' I’d never been born

Yes, I’m sittin' here now wishin' I’d never been born