Rain turns to snow and snow melts away You can always call the rain Came down from Tulsa on a Greyhound bus I’m gonna learn to sing I couldn’t find it for you on a map But still I’m standing right here where I’m at I must be lucky Something lucky You look at me and do a double take Just like you seen a ghost I went to sleep last night in Silver Lake Woke up in San Antone I can’t remember half the places I’ve been They were long roads, no beginning or end I must be lucky Something lucky I must be one take, no mistake, about to break State of lucky I don’t worry when nobody else Seems to answer when I call I got a funny kind of feeling that Someone’ll catch me when I fall I found a penny lying heads up I think I’ll toss it in some coffee cup I must be lucky Something lucky I must be lucky Something lucky