Song | How Lucky |
Artist | John Prine |
Album | Pink Cadillac |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Prine | |
Today I walked down the street | |
I use to wander | |
Yeah, shook my head 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 hung 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 use to wander | |
Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette | |
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 use to wander | |
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet | |
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. |
zuo ci : Prine | |
Today I walked down the street | |
I use to wander | |
Yeah, shook my head 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 hung 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 use to wander | |
Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette | |
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 use to wander | |
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet | |
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. |
zuò cí : Prine | |
Today I walked down the street | |
I use to wander | |
Yeah, shook my head 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 hung 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 use to wander | |
Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette | |
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 use to wander | |
Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet | |
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. |