bruce hornsby - fortunate son lyrics
i’m sitting wondering, watching the parade
in my ever-present chair
people laughing and smiles all around me
balloons and paper in my hair
there’s a man in a car with the top down
waving wildly at me
“the poor son of a gun”, i know he’s thinking
better him, him than me
i’ve stared down the devil, and had to look away
called out to the angels, but no-one ever came
laid down odd and even, but double zero played
that’s alright, i’m a lucky one
such a fortunate son
i was always taught well, taught well
to be the strong one and keep it inside
but sometimes i sit beside the freeway
and howl out at the dark, dark sky
i might just have to go out and burn one
have a drink or a few
fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke
and give the old man’s best salute
i’ve stared down the devil, and had to look away
called out to the angels, but no-one ever came
laid down odd and even, but double zero played
that’s alright, i’m a lucky one
such a fortunate son
writer: h-rnsby, bruce
lyrics © sony/atv music publishing llc, warner/chappell music, inc.
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