Somewhere there's a golden goose,
he's running around loose.
In the grass there's a four leaf clover,
I've thought this thing over.
Grab a horse and remove his shoe,
don't walk around sad and blue.

God's greatest gift was the brain,
used properly we have a lot to gain.
On the other hand watchout for that truck,
it just might change your luck.
Grip that rabbit foot tight,
especially when going into the night.

Sometimes we make our own luck,
look both ways,
watchout for that truck.
Nothing wrong with a little praying,
too see what God is saying.
Look out into the universe,
there's power to overcome that curse,
at least prevent it from being worse.

We hope!

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