paroles de chanson How Lucky - John Prine , Kurt Vile

One, two
A-one, two, three

Today, I walked down the street I used to wander
Yeah, shook my hand 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 I hung 'em 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 used to wandеr
Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarеtte
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 used to wander
Yeah, shook my hand and made myself a bet
Well, 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?