Blind Luck

Here comes Blind Luck swingin’ his cane,

I wonder what he’s gonna try and pull today,

He’s always got a few tricks up his sleeve,

I’ve seen him pull a few tricks you wouldn’t believe

Here comes Blind Luck calling your name

He’s got a new set of rules to a brand new game

He’s gonna make an offer that you can’t refuse

He has a way of knowing who’s got something to lose

You can hedge your bets, or you can play the odds,

Deal with the devil or go with God

It’s anybody’s game, when the wheel starts to spin,

Somebody’s gonna lose, somebody else wins

Now here comes Blind Luck, he’s your long lost friend

When the stakes are right he’s always back again

Tappin’ on your shoulder while you wait your turn,

Standing’ in your corner when there’s money to burn,

So you bet it all on the black 13,

Then you close your eyes and you start to dream

Of a brand new chance in a far off town,

Then your hands start shakin’ as the wheel slows down

So here comes Blind Luck in his new pair of shades,

A pocketful of money somebody else made,

A new white suit and a French silk tie,

He’s crossin’ against the traffic with his head held high,

All the evidence points to providence,

But your common sense says coincidence,

When the deal goes down

And the lost are found

Whether you win or lose,

That’s the Blind Luck blues

Peter Case - Blind Luck