When you're driving through the desert   And your car runs out of gas   Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck   When you try to stop some strangers   They will holler as they pass   Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck      So you walk eight miles and all uphill   To call the Auto Club   And the whole thing's nip and tuck   'Cause they'll ask you for your number   And your number's in your wallet   And your wallet's in your car, so lotsa luck      When your television set breaks down   And needs repairin' bad   Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck   You look through the Yellow Pages   For an honest-looking ad   Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck      Then the fellow comes   And says your set must go into the shop   And he takes it in his truck   Four months later when he brings it back   It's someone else's set   Besides he drops it down the steps, so lotsa luck      Some people think a horseshoe's   Gonna bring them lots of luck   A horseshoe is a luck charm, of course   But for every set of horseshoes   Human beings use for luck   Somewhere in this world's a barefoot horse   (A barefoot horse)      When you buy a tape recorder   Of the automatic kind   Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck   If it's simplified for folks   Who aren't mechanically inclined   Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck      There's a small instruction booklet   That's one hundred pages long   And on page one you get stuck   It says, if unsatisfactory   You must bring this to the factory   And the factory's in Japan, so Rotsa Ruck