How
Lucky
ŠJohn Prine
Today I walked down a street I used to wander
Yeah I shook my hand and I made myself a bet
There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey how lucky can one man get
I bronzed my shoes and I hung 'em from my rear view mirror
Bronze admiration in a blind spot of regret
There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey how lucky can one man get
Today I walked down a street I used to wander
Yeah I scratched my head and I lit a cigarette
There was all these things that I don't think I remember
Hey how lucky can one man get
(Repeat 1st verse)
(copyright 1978 Big Ears Music, inc. /Bruised Oranges (ASCAP)