Lucky

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 blew
 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 Mackinaw
 As the weight 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