There's a man in a cutaway   Buying drinks for the room   All the cheer raining down on the day   Comes to nothing and leaves by the broom      On the streets named for presidents   Where the kingfishers flew   All the cornflowers sewn in the fence   Keep the memory from tearing in two      But if I should lose I'd wake up feeling lucky   If I should take a fall or throw it all away   I wouldn't mind lying beside you   The rest of my days      The storms came down out of Mackinaw   As the weigh stations closed   There was a terrible darkness I saw   Pulling up on the side of the road      But if I should lose I'd wake up feeling lucky   If I should take a fall or throw it all away   I wouldn't mind lying beside you   The rest of my days      So I'll drink to the wealthy man   And I'll pray for the poor   And I'll hold onto you while I can   In the darkness just to be sure      That if I should lose I'll wake up feeling lucky   If I should take a fall or throw it all away   I wouldn't mind lying beside you   The rest of my days