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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLucky Man
Runnin' down the highway half-past elevenWaitin' for my odometer to roll straight sevensI'm a lucky manI went to see the gypsy the other nightShe looked in my palm, looked me in the eyeAnd said "You're a lucky man""Some folks got fortune, some got eyes of blueWhat you got will always see you throughYou're a lucky man"Pa went from the army to the factory to the killin' yardI make my living with my hands 'hind the wheel of this carI'm a lucky manMessin' with me, man, it wouldn't be wiseRoll them dice, son . . . snake eyesI'm a lucky manHad a girl in Calgary, I gave her upMan, that love thing was messin' with my luckAnd I'm a lucky manI'll wake up tomorrow morning in another stateKiss me now, baby, before it's too lateIf you wanna kiss a lucky manI don't miss no girl, I don't miss no homeHe travels fastest who travels aloneHe's a lucky manA man with the world in the palm of his hands
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