Lucky

LUCKY (by Silvio Vinci) They call me Lucky! Got no money, got no fame, Got nobody left to blame. I've been running all my life, Through the trouble and the strife. Got my shoes and got my pride, Got a little fire inside. You can push me, you can try, But you won't see this boy cry! **Call me Lucky!** (Lucky!) That's what they say! **Call me Lucky!** (Lucky!) I get my own way! I keep moving, I keep coming through. Ain't no lucky star above me, Just the things I do! Had a woman, had a dream, Nothing's ever what it seems. She took the money, took the car, Left me singing in a bar. Now the music's getting loud, And I'm standing in the crowd. Got no reason to complain, Here I go, I'm back again! **Call me Lucky!** (Lucky!) That's what they say! **Call me Lucky!** (Lucky!) I get my own way! I keep moving, I keep coming through. Ain't no lucky star above me, Just the things I do! Some people got the money! Some people got the gold! Some people buy tomorrow, Before they're getting old! But I got something better, Something you can't buy! A little bit of rhythm, And a reason to survive! **Lucky! Lucky!** That's what they say! **Lucky! Lucky!** I'm still here today! You can knock me down, You can turn me loose, But I keep on moving In my worn-out shoes! Lucky! They call me Lucky! Oh yeah! I ain't lucky, baby... **I just can't lose!**