LITTLE PIECE OF LUCK (Robert J. Purvis and William Elliott)


Bobby:

With a little piece of luck and I'll make it

Just a little piece of luck and I'll get by

Bill:

I'll pretend that I can't feel the storm that's blowing in my face

And I'll pray somebody offers me a ride


Bobby:

A four-wheel motor came in my direction

It passed my frozen body in the snow

Bill:

He was giving it that so fast he didn't see me wave my hand

I was dying from exposure in the cold


With a little piece of luck and I'll make it

Just a little piece of luck and I'll get by

I'll pretend that I can't feel the storm that's blowing in my face

And I'll pray somebody offers me a ride


It's cold and now my body, it is freezing

But my mind is saying, "you must go on

If you turn back now, you've lost all your reason to live

And you've lost everything when that's gone"


With a little piece of luck and I'll make it  - "ha ha"

Just a little piece of luck and I'll get by - "woo!"

I'll pretend that I can't feel the storm that's blowing in my face

And I'll pray somebody offers me a ride - "yeah"

"take it, baby"


"woo hoo!"


©1975 Ganga Publishing B.V.

lyrics transcribed by Tom Brennan