Trout Fishing In America Lucky Guy
(D. Cooper) My old car gave up at the red light, screamin' ball of hellacious fire, C'est la vie, adios; So I hopped a bus with a bag of groceries, damn thing busted, Green beans, snow peas down the aisle, look at 'er roll. I threw everything in my overcoat, tied the sleeves together and I give 'er a tote, Come hell or high water I'm gettin' these groceries home-- Chorus: 'Cause I'm a lucky guy; I got a woman that loves me, I know I'm a lucky guy; I got a woman that tells me so, I'm a lucky guy; I'm a lucky guy, yeah. My boss said, "I sure hate to lose you, but don't you know it's the age of computers-- you ever thought much about maintenance work?" The IRS sent me a love letter, They're selling my home to the highest bidder, I tell you what boys, you can keep my shirt. 'Cause I ain't smart and I ain't clever, But I'm lucky in love, I hope I don't lose her, Bad as things are, things could always get worse-- Chorus: All my friends want to know, What the hell am I so happy about? Why do I glow? They just can't figure me out. I may get low, But nothin's gonna keep me down-- Chorus: