Lucky Day

	  		
It was not his lucky day 

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He woke up in the mornin' 
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He found the note she'd left 
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'said im leavin' with the dog 
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An' we're headed way out west 

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And then he heard a knockin' 
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It was the landlord at the door 
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'said "you're three months overdue kid, 
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So you dont live here no more" 

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It was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day 

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He went down to the fact'ry 
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The foreman said "you're late" 
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He called down for security to 
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Escort him to the gate 

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'said dont bother comin' back kid 
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Don't expect no severence pay 
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He lost his girl, lost his dog, lost his home, lost his job 
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It was not his lucky day 

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No it was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day 

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He pulled his delta 88 
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Up to the fillup 66 
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Pulled out his rouger 44 
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An' he walked in the front door 

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Said "give me all your money sir, 
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And i'll be on my way" 
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But he should have seen it comin' 
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It was not his lucky day 

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No it was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day 

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It was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day 

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The clerk apologized 
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Said "theres no money in the till, 
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A woman and a dog just robbed me, 
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Stole my last one dollar bill 

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So put away that gun, 
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The cops are on there way, 
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You ain't done nothin' wrong yet son, 
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Just turn and walk away" 
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But it was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day 

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He cussed and he kicked the floor 
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And then he walked back out that door 
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It sounded just like thunder 
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Seven shotguns' deadly roar 
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His body danced and twisted 
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Just like a puppet on a string 
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He came to rest in a bloody mess 
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Up against the coke machine 

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It was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day 
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It was not his lucky day