Theres 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
Id wake up feeling lucky
If I should take a fall
Or throw it all away
I wouldnt 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
Id wake up feeling lucky
If I should take a fall
Or throw it all away
I wouldnt mind lying beside you
The rest of my days
So Ill drink to the wealthy man
And Ill pray for the poor
And Ill hold onto you while I can
In the darkness just to be sure
That if I should lose
Ill wake up feeling lucky
If I should take a fall
Or throw it all away
I wouldnt mind lying beside you