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LUCKY TOUCH
B. W. Stevenson

I left my home just searching for my dreams.
Being in Mississippi was my last mile, it seems.
All them dreams don't go around on the wheel of fortune much,
And they don't come around at all unless you got that lucky touch.

Yes, and I remember Shannon and her sunset-orange hair,
And I remember riverbanks and love so soft and fair,
But I left her for a sunrise that I have never seen,
And saw instead a bottle. Now my whole life's a dream.

Yeah, but many men have walked down an unlucky road,
And many men have worn a few holes in their soul,
And I know the years have turned me just a little cold.
Sometimes I just wished I might have known.

Well, he staggers down the sidewalk fixed on broken days.
He reaches for his bottle, oh, and silently he says:
You know them dreams don't go round on the wheel of fortune much
And they don't come round at all unless you got that lucky touch.
Yeah, they don't come around at all unless you got that lucky touch.