Turn Your Luck

En route to New York City from old sunny Buffalo
I've budgeted for gas and parking, ferry boats and tolls
To a bougie Village nightclub I ain't getting paid to play
Chin up you're gonna turn your luck some day

A dozen years of overhead not sure how wisely spent
I'm busking at the baseball game to try and cover rent
It would seem I'm doomed to starve until I learn another trade
Chin up you're gonna turn your luck someday

Can't do no right by Anna we ain't talking anymore
Hell all we had to do was drop our baggage at the door
But people treated poorly gonna make more of the same
Chin up you're gonna turn your luck someday

It's always darkest before the dawn
Are we sure the dawn is coming

En route into Ontario another show to do
Tomorrow this old aching throat will be a full-on flu
If we had known this was our last good night we might a stayed
Chin up you're gonna turn your luck someday

It's always darkest before the dawn
Are we sure the dawn...
It's always darkest before the dawn
Are we sure the dawn is coming



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Shea
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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