Poor I'll Be

I found a fifty on the ground once
And was real happy about it
Til I realized I had just lost
My paycheque-filled wallet

I was a game show winner once
Taking home a load of prizes
I just took out a second mortgage
To pay off those winning taxes

I'm a winner every time
But the luck is on my dime

Poor I'll be; broke I'll be
You won't hear me say 'poor me'
I think that I'll be better off
Without another lucky loss
It's in the way I look at things
Whatever luck tomorrow brings
I'll pass on coins that jingle-jangle
Stay half-empty to be half-full

My lotto numbers came up once
And while I searched for my ticket
My angelic two-year-old daughter
Flushed it down the toilet

So while you're hoping Lady Luck
Will put fast money in your pocket
I think I'll get it the old-fashioned way
I'll just go out and earn it

No, I can't call it luck
When it's costing me a buck