Good Fortune.
Your good fortune's gonna come to you,
Obscure and lonely's only half the truth.
Downright, upright, here comes the night.
Here we go again, so hold on tight.
See the stars will pass the moon,
Head back home for the afternoon.
Then, we'll sit upon the grass,
Watch present turn to past,
And hope this day will last.
Your misfortune's gonna stop and stare,
Church and peers, and musical chairs.
Hop-skip, tooth pick, money to burn
Timbuctoo that's where we will turn.
See December turn to June,
Head back home for the afternoon.
Then, we'll sit beneath the waves,
And watch the coral caves,
And hope this day is saved.
Your good fortune's gonna come,
Keep that fortune on the run.
Your good fortune's gonna come,
Keep that fortune on the run.
Your good fortune's gonna come,
Keep that fortune on the run.
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Track 2 on Goodbye (Cd 1)
A great song that deserves credit for slipping in Timbuctoo if nothing else!
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