Miss Fortune
I was born with a coat hanger in my mouth
Oh yeah, and I was dumped down south
I was found by the richest man in the world
Oh yeah, who bought me up as a girl
My sheets are satin but my mind's a mess
There are worse things I confess
Than drinking tea in a pretty dress
And I'm here to tell you that it's not all bad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad
When he died, I inherited his wealth
Oh yeah and I revealed myself
I was snubbed by the friends that he'd never had
Oh yeah, they sided with my dad
All my riches are beyond control
But it's the same old rigmarole
They say I've lost my very soul
Maybe I have
But I'm here to tell you that it's not all bad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad
And as I grew so did my fame
I gave it up and changed my name
It's catch as catch can and
You'll never know who I am
When I died, I hoped to hear the angel's song
Oh yeah, but was I wrong
They threw me right back there in that lane
Oh yeah and they said "boy, start again"
So when you're turning off the bedside light
Consider me in my wretched plight
Looks like I'm gonna have to get it right this time
But I'm here to tell you that's not all bad
Count your blessings and you'll be glad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad
Oh yeah, and I was dumped down south
I was found by the richest man in the world
Oh yeah, who bought me up as a girl
My sheets are satin but my mind's a mess
There are worse things I confess
Than drinking tea in a pretty dress
And I'm here to tell you that it's not all bad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad
When he died, I inherited his wealth
Oh yeah and I revealed myself
I was snubbed by the friends that he'd never had
Oh yeah, they sided with my dad
All my riches are beyond control
But it's the same old rigmarole
They say I've lost my very soul
Maybe I have
But I'm here to tell you that it's not all bad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad
And as I grew so did my fame
I gave it up and changed my name
It's catch as catch can and
You'll never know who I am
When I died, I hoped to hear the angel's song
Oh yeah, but was I wrong
They threw me right back there in that lane
Oh yeah and they said "boy, start again"
So when you're turning off the bedside light
Consider me in my wretched plight
Looks like I'm gonna have to get it right this time
But I'm here to tell you that's not all bad
Count your blessings and you'll be glad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad
Credits
Writer(s): John Wesley Harding
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- It Happened One Night
- It Never Happened at All
- The Man With No Shadow (First Edition)
- Monkey and His Cat - Single
- The Man With No Shadow
- There's a Starbucks (Where a Starbucks Used to Be) [Live]
- Greatest Other People's Hits
- Making Love to Bob Dylan - Single
- Making Love to Bob Dylan 12" Single
- The Sound of His Own Voice
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