Lucky

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The smell of coffee hits me as I 
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open up my eyes,
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A southern angel wearing nothing 
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but an apron and a smile,
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I say thank you sweet Lord Jesus 
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tell the truth don't know how I got
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 so lucky
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All them boys from back in high 
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school wonder how I'm still alive,
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Hooked by a bull dove off of blue 
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lake bridge and wrecked my pick-up 
twice,
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Then she picked this here country 
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boy out of all them other guys boys
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 that's lucky

[Chorus]
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I got a couple buddies playing 
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football in the pros,
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And I know this guy who owns a 
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whole dang beach in Mexico,
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There's some with good looks some 
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with brains some rolling in the 
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dough but y'all trust me
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I'd rather be lucky

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Now you can win a the power ball 
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with a million in the pot,
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Then go all in with Ace and King 
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and hit a straight flush on the 
flop,
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You can sit here on the creek bank 
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fishin' with a girl this hot man 
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that's plain lucky

[Chorus]
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Yeah my old college roommate's some
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 big software CEO,
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My cousin benches 405 and flies 
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his jets in Rome,
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There's some with good looks some 
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with brains some rolling in the 
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dough but y'all trust me,
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I'd rather be lucky

[Instrumental]
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E A E A

[Bridge]
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Well my baby's one in a million 
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fellas and I tell you that's the 
truth,
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So while you're out searching for 
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one that's sweet and smart and sexy 
too,
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I'll be home sipping a cold one for
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 you here's to hoping you    (pause)
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get lucky
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I hope you get lucky

[Chorus]
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'Cause they sing about the girl 
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that I got on the radio,
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She's a cross between the cover of 
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an outdoor life and vogue,
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There's folks who think they got it
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 all folks rolling in the dough but
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 y'all trust me,
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Yeah I'd rather be lucky

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I'd rather be lucky

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I'd rather be lucky than good than
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 any day of the week girl