Oh Miss Jane, it's no use of worryin'
Floyd's got the luck, it circles 'round him
Maybe he's told you one bad dream
But he's told me hundreds of good ones
He says to me
"It's gonna turn out just like a fair day, Nell"
He holds me right in his hands and says to me

"Lucky's what I am
Ain't no sucklin' baby lamb
Sure as hell don't give a damn
For what they think 'bout me"

Lucky, in his way
Buzzin' in my gut today
Like a choir of crickets singin'
We're gonna sell some tickets, singin'

How's about a radio?
How's about a new car, you know?
How's about a valley farm?
How's about a boy on my arm?
Gonna get a little respect
Gonna hold our heads up erect
Gonna show 'em what we got
Show 'еm what we will take
And will not now
And what we got now
Is a lot now

No, no, don't you frеt
We ain't told you nothin' yet
We gonna sing a cave duet
Inside a magic dome

'Cause bein' near to him
I know I'm truly lucky
Now that I've come home

But when dreams talk, you best heed them
You shouldn't fool with dreams like that, Nellie
You have to let them change how you see things

Doubtin' never did us any good
Why you wanna fill us up with doubt?
Doubtin' never did us, no, not one lick of good
Why don't you just help us out
Like you should?
Oh, let us dream some

Go and dream

Let us scheme a cavin' scheme
If what he says is there, is there
And God is good and fair is fair
We're sittin' on a pile of dough
Higher than a grain silo

Think of all the lofty ways
Think of all the lazy days

We could take a trip somewhere

Anywhere at all, I don't care

Get me in a Chevrolet
I could roll the whole day away, now

You don't say now

Let's pray now

Good news 'round the bend
Trouble days is gonna end

Even broken hopes'll mend
'Cause things ain't what they seem

So lonesome Nellie girl (Ooh)
My little pearl (Ooh)
My dreamer (Ooh)
Dream (Ooh, how I love to dream)

'Cause you've I've come home
And I feel lucky!
Lucky!
Lucky!