I Want To Be Lucky

I want to be lucky in this world
See that time with the wayward girl
Oh the rich time, like no time here
And a good time, like no time here

Too much, honey, in this world
To lose that time with the wayward girl
Oh the rich time, like no time here
And a good time, like no time here

All these strange foreign games
Going where the wind blows
Coming out from who knows
They go out and I can’t ever bring them back
Lucky
I want to be lucky

Little ante and dice and cards
Each town, easy or hard
I keep moving and playing round
In the end I am just above ground

My girl’s hungry and on the town
Takes my winning and runs around
Leaves crying, I’m all alone
Comes smiling and I’m back home

All these strange foreign games
Going where the wind blows
Coming out from who knows
They go out and I can’t ever bring them back
Lucky
I want to be lucky

But I’m no winner, and no one’s own
I lost my dollar when I left my home
I’m a poor man, in my own town
I’m a good man when I’m not down
Lucky
I want to be lucky
I want to be lucky
I want to be lucky