Today I walked down the street I use to wander Yeah, shook my head and 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 hung from a rearview mirror Bronzed admiration in the 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 the street I use to wander Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette Well, There was all these things that I don't think I remember Hey, How lucky can one man get.
Today I walked down the street I use to wander Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet There was all these things that I don't think I remember Hey, How lucky can one man get. Hey, How lucky can one man get. Hey, How lucky can one .. man.. get.
Compositor: John e Prine (Prine John) (BMI)Editor: Bruised Oranges (ASCAP)Administração: D L J Songs (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #18354955 em 09/Abr/2024