Lucky (Hem)

There's a man in a cutaway

Buying drinks for the room

All the cheer raining down on the day

Comes to nothing and leaves by the broom

On the streets named for presidents

Where the kingfishers flew

All the cornflowers sewn in the fence

Keep the memory from tearing in two

But if I should lose

I'd wake up feeling lucky

If I should take a fall

or throw it all away

I wouldn't mind lying beside you

The rest of my days

The Storms came down out of Machinaw

As the weigh stations closed

There was a terrible darkness I saw

Pulling up on the side of the road

But if I should lose

I'd wake up feeling lucky

If I should take a fall

or throw it all away

I wouldn't mind lying beside you

The rest of my days

So I'll drink to the wealthy man

And I'll pray for the poor

And I'll hold onto you while I can

In the darkness just to be sure

That if I should lose

I'll wake up feeling lucky

If I should take a fall

or throw it all away

I wouldn't mind lying beside you

The rest of my days