I am better with my muscles Than I am with my mouth I work the fair grounds in the summer Or go pick fruit down south And when I feel them chilly winds Where the weather goes I'll follow Pack up my travelling things Go with the swallows And I might get Lucky now and then You win some I might get lucky now and then You win some ||||| ||||| ||||| I wake up every morning Keep an eye on what I spend Got to think about eating Got to think about paying the rent I always think it's funny It gets me every time And what about happiness for money ? Tell it to the breadline But you might get Lucky now and then You win some You might get Lucky now and then Yeah you win some Instrumental : | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | ||| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | Now I'm a rambling through this meadow Happy as a man can be Think I'll just lay me down Under this old tree On and on we go Through this old world a shuffling If you've got a truffle dog You can go truffling And you might get Lucky now and then You win some You might get Lucky now and then Yeah you win some ||||| ||||| ||||| ||||| ||||| ||||| ||||| ||