Luckyman

The neighbors were yellin’ and screamin’ again

You’re no good and lazy, you ain’t worth a damn

Out to her mustang, the front door slammed

And I realized again how lucky I am



I got a woman we get along real fine

She does her own thing and I do mine

See her out on the weekends dressed to the nines

She can drink with the boys, she can stop on a dime



Oh I’m a lucky man

Time on my side, angel in my bed

When money is tight but she understands

And when I get home I’m gonna tell her

Oh, I’m gonna tell her how lucky I am



We met in the country, we watched the moon rise
In the bed of her pickup near the borderline

We were two young drifters along for the ride

We were in the right place at the right time



CHORUS



At night when the sun’s going down
We put on old records, let the dogs roam around
We pour up some red and turn up the sound
Oh, the sound of living better
Oh, that’s the sound of a lucky man

The neighbors were yelling and screaming again