Kurt Vile, John Prine — How Lucky

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Today I walked down the street I use to wander

Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet

There was all these things that I don’t think I remember

Hey, How lucky can one man get

I bronzed my shoes and hung from a rearview mirror

Bronzed admiration in the blind spot of regret

There was all these things that I don’t think I remember

Hey, How lucky can one man get

Today I walked down the street I use to wander

Yeah, scratched my head and lit my cigarette

Well, There was all these things that I don’t think I remember

Hey, How lucky can one man get

Today I walked down the street I use to wander

Yeah, shook my head and made myself a bet

There was all these things that I don’t think I remember

Hey, How lucky can one man get

Hey, How lucky can one man get

Hey, How lucky can

One…

Man…

Get