The Ballad of Bad Luck Lyrics

Old Lucius James

He had a wild life

Let me tell you

Everybody used to call him Little Lucy

Now they call him Lucky Lou

It started back in Seventy-nine

He bought his first Pick Five

He scratched off that line

He hit the jackpot prize

Oh yea, he won a cool million

Next day on his way to turn his ticket in

He stopped at Polly's Pub to have a drink

In walked a lady, oh she was pretty

She said, Hey I'm Lydia

And baby maybe you and I was meant to

Be together, birds of a feather

If you're the bread then I'm the butter

Better give me a try

Oh my, you know he did

He was red hot

Winning the pot

And the ladies too

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Lucky Lou already had his fortune made

But it didn't stop there

The windfall was more like a hurricane

It just rained and rained and rained

And as he got all his wishes

People got suspicious

You know how it is when the eyes turn green

People get real, real mean

The townsfolk got pitchforks and rope

And went to get their Frankenstein

Put him in the jail

No chance for bail

Boy you gonna do some time

The very next day though

A huge tornado

Rolled in through the town

And flattened the whole place down

That prison ain't around no more

And only one man walked away

I'll bet you know who

You can't hold a man like that

It's just a matter of time

Until providence prevails

Until that golden goose gets loose

And then everybody's chasing it to hell

Our boy Lou, he didn't get far

Before a couple of men in black suits

They picked him up in their blacked out car

And well that's about the last time

Anybody saw or heard from Lou

Who knew getting so lucky

Could end in such a mess

That's the Ballad of Bad Luck I guess

It's the story

Of the death and glory

Of a dream come true

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