歌曲名 Fortunate Son 歌手名 Bruce Hornsby

作词：B R Hornsby

作曲：B R Hornsby

I'm sitting wondering watching the parade

In my ever present chair

People laughing and smiles all around me

Balloons and paper in my hair

There's a man in a car with the top down

Waving wildly at me

The poor son of a gun I know he's thinking

Better him him than me

I've stared down the devil and had to look away

Called out to the angels but no one ever came

Laid down odd and even but double zero played

That's alright I'm a lucky one

Such a fortunate son

I was always taught well taught well

To be the strong one and keep it inside

But sometimes I sit beside the freeway

And howl out at the dark dark sky

I might just have to go out and burn one

Have a drink or a few

Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke

And give the old man's best salute

I've stared down the devil and had to look away

Called out to the angels but no one ever came

Laid down odd and even but double zero played

That's alright I'm a lucky one the one

Such a fortunate son

I might just have to go out and burn one

Have a drink or a few

Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke

And give the old man's best salute

I've stared down the devil and had to look away

Called out to the angels but no one ever came

Laid down odd and even but double zero played

Just I love so I'm a lucky one

Such a fortunate son