Lady Luck — текст песни (Stewart Rod)

Lady Luck
Here I am on time
Proppin` up the bar
with a glass of wine
Friday night
and I`m all spruced up and fine
I ain`t goin` nowhere
Lady Luck
Why don`t you pull up a chair
And bring your shine right wisdom
Darlin` over here
Your Gaelic humor
And your pious smile
All the cats`ll be laugin` tonight
Now you may say it`s a funny old world
You may say that the game ain`t fair
Is there a plot or do you improvise
Or maybe you don`t even care
Lady Luck
Ain`t you the fickle kind
Why are some folks lucky
While the rest are tryin`
You keep on playin`
It`s still a mystery
You`re laced with a touch
of inconsistancy
So why don`t you give us all a break
Make us all rich healthy and fine
Five months holidays and a four hour week
And a horse that wins all the time
Lady Luck
Hear the mandolins
Kind of makes you wonder
How it might have been
There go all
The funny place I`ve got
Back on the street again
Lady Luck
Yeah, it`s late I know
Allow me to buy you one more folderol
And tell me something
I`ve been longin` to hear
It`s gotta get better next year
`Cause I`ve seen some rainy days
My wedding suits are frayed and torn
But now the sun comes shining through
I`ve cried in my beer too long
Lady Luck, Lady Luck
Don`t push me over
When I can`t stand up, oh yeah
Sure it`s a funny old world
Sure it`s a funny old world