Bad luck meeting with my teacher today

Door shut tight, didn’t know what to say

Notes in my hand, words in my head

Clock ran out, left things unsaid.

Bad luck checking grades on phone

Screen just spins. Just a humming tone.

Tap refresh, heart starts to race

Said a quick prayer but lost my place.

(Chorus)

Something’s gotta give, good luck’s coming

I’m deserving every day ‘cause I keep runnin’

‘Cause I’ve paid my dues. I come on time.

Like Johnny Cash, I walk the line.

(Solo)

(Verse 3)

Pop said, “Son, your luck is changing.

I’m giving you 40 acres of al-ka-line land.

You will have the mineral rights too.

With that gift you’ll not feel blue.”

(verse 4)

An oil company leased my land.

Three wells were drilled and still stand.

The wells pump oil and royalties were gained

For me, lots of money has been paid.

(verse 5)

I became a millionaire with dollars to spare

My pickup is new. Fancy clothes too.

I don’t miss school with all the rules.

Pop’s got oil too. Nobody around here is blue.

(short Solo)

(verse 6)

I don’t have bad luck any more

A maid cooks, cleans, and mops my floor.

One of these days I’ll get a wife.

And a watch dog that bites.

(Chorus)

Something’s gotta give, good luck’s coming

I’m deserving every day ‘cause I keep runnin’

‘Cause I’ve paid my dues. I come on time.

Like Johnny Cash, I walk the line.