Lyrics:
sunshine to a cloudy day
When we walk on by people stop and say
[Chorus]
I'm lucky baby
So lucky baby
Lucky to be with you today
Lucky to be
late last night he made his getaway
[Chorus]
He was long gone from Kentucky
Long gone, ain't he lucky?
Long gone, what I mean
A long gone John
the country so she done run away
Poor little John, poor little John,
Your Mama used to love you but your Mama's gone
What you gonna do, livin' all
don't take no mastermind
To figure what she wrote
And she said
"Dear John, I'm moving on;
By this time I'm gonna be long gone.
Dear John, c'est la
say we're lucky we're alive.
I'll see you John!
Though the best of good intentions have a way of gettin'
scattered by the wind.
I know you, John
lucky, so lucky, baby
Oh, lucky to be loved by you
And I wanna thank you, thank you, baby
For all the little loving things you do
I've got to tell
to my cold steel ring"
John Henry, he hammered in the mountains
His hammer was striking fire
But he worked so hard; it broke his heart
John Henry
your eyes
You're lucky guy
You're just beginning so have your inning
And let your troubles boom by
No one can deny you're a lucky guy
Hey
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
a seen John Hardy getting away
You ought to seen John Hardy getting away
John Hardy stood in that old barroom
So drunk that he could not see
And a man
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
gettin' away
You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away
John Hardy stood in that old baroom,
So drunk that he could not see.
And a man walked up and took
getting away
You ought to seen John Hardy getting away
John Hardy stood in that old barroom
So drunk that he could not see
And a man walked up
She's a little old-fashioned
She's a little new way
She's got her own kind of passion
And I'm glad to say
That I'm a lucky guy
She's standin' by
getting away
You oughta seen John Hardy getting away
John Hardy stood in that old barroom
So drunk that he could not see
And a man walked up and took
your eyes
You're lucky guy
You're just beginning so have your inning
And let your troubles boom by
No one can deny you're a lucky guy
Hey
so lucky, so lucky baby
Oh, lucky to be loved by you
And I wanna thank you, thank you baby
For all the little loving things you do
I got to tell
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he
gettin' away....
You oughta seen John Hardy gettin' away....
John Hardy stood in that old baroom,
So drunk that he could not see.
And a man walked up
tell the people to move back farther
I'm at the finish line and ain't no drill
It's so far behind that it don't got the brains to quit it
When she blows
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress
Owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could but
Lady Love sure smiled on me
When she blessed me with your lovin' charms
I found my place in the sun
Sweet heaven here in your arms
I'm so lucky baby,
at the finish line and there ain't no drill
It's so far behind that it don't got the brains to quit it
When she blows up she'll scatter cross the hills Lord,
move back further
I'm at the finish line and there ain't no drill
It's so far behind but yet ain't got the brains to quit it
When she blows up she
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