Richard was born with the Moon turned wrong Worn-out shoes, borrowed faith to hold on When the day smiled at everyone else For him it was rain, a hole, a spell Wrong jobs, love that fades away Empty table, pockets gone gray Everything he touched turned into dust The world would say: That man's out of luck But one night in the smoke and neon light Old bar, cards dealt just right He joined the game with nothing to lose A tired heart ready for bad news The cards flipped over, nobody knew Richard's bad luck suddenly flew A pair, a three, then a king showed face In that moment luck said: Okay Oh, luck smiled on Richard, yes it did But it smiled crooked, sharp and bitter-sweet The money came like saving grace But carried disaster in its face The cash fell down like heavy rain Friends appeared, promises came Where there was silence, crowds took shape Everybody family when money's at stake He bought respect, he bought illusion Lost his compass, lost direction The bar became home, the night the law And luck kept charging more and more Gold weighs heavier than pain When it comes with no roots, no love to gain Richard won the game, lost his peace Some things money will never release Oh, luck smiled on Richard, yes it did But it smiled crooked, sharp and bitter-sweet The money came like saving grace But turned to ruin in his heart's deep place Now he looks at the cards, glass in hand Richer than yesterday, poorer as a man Learned too late, but learned it true Not every victory's a gift from above to you 'Cause luck, my friend, is treacherous art Kisses you today, chains your heart And Richard's blues echo in the bar Be careful what you ask to win at cards