Lucky lyrics




Lucky

NELLIE
"Lucky's what I am.
Ain't no sucklin' baby lamb.
Sure as hell don't give a damn
fer what they think 'bout me."
Lucky, in his way,
buzzin' in my gut today.
Like a choir of crickets singin',
we gonna sell some tickets, singin';
How's about a radio?
How's about a new car, ya know?
How's about a valley farm?
How's about a boy on my arm?
Gonna git a little respect.
Gonna hol' our heads up erect.
Gonna show 'em what we've got;
Show 'em what we will take
and will not now,
An' what we got now,
is a lot now.
No, no, don't you fret;
I ain't tol' you nothin' yet.
We gon' sing a cave duet
inside a magic dome.
'Cause bein' near to him,
I know I'm truly lucky--
Now that I've come home.

MISS JANE
But when dreams talk, Nellie, ya best heed' em. You listenin; to me? Ya learn to doubt things.
Ta don't fool with dreams like that.

NELLIE
Doubtin' never did us any good.
Why you wanna fill us up with doubt?
Doubtin' never did us, no, not one lick of good;
Why don't you jes' help us out,
like you should?
Oh, let us dream some.

MISS JANE
Go an' dream.

NELLIE
Let us scheme a cavin' scheme.
If what he says is there, is there,
an' God is good,
an' fair is fair.
We're sitting on a pile of dough,
Higher than a grain silo!

MISS JANE
Think of all the lofty ways.
Think of all the lazy days...

NELLIE
We could take a trip somewhere...

MISS JANE
Anywhere at all, I don't care.

NELLIE
Git me in a Model A,
I could roll the whole day away, now.

MISS JANE
You don't say now!

NELLIE
Let's pray now:

NELLIE & MISS JANE
Good news 'round the bend;
Trouble days is gonna end.

MISS JANE
Even broken hopes'll mend,
'cause things ain't what they seem.
So

MISS JANE (NELLIE)
lonesome Nellie girl, (Ooo)
my little pearl,
my dreamer:
Dream (Oh, how I love to dream.)
'Cause you've (I've) come home,
and I feel lucky!
Lucky!
Lucky!








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