LUCKY MAN

The sun is shining
On the mountains by the pool
The town below is hot
But here the air is cool

Drinking beer and smoking cigarettes
Thinking ‘bout how funny life can get

In the land of sunshine
Doing fine
He lives his life I live mine

He is an immigrant
But not a refugee
He’s just a lucky man
Who’s living up a dream

He’s been there since nineteen ninety-nine
Though I miss him it’s good to know he’s fine

Chorus

We still got many things to do
We got times to come and
We got life to live
Days, months, years

Solo

Sometimes he thinks of home
And all he’s left behind
He knows he can’t return
He can’t go back in time

He must keep on travellin’ selling tiles
I keep writing songs about my life

Chorus

We still got many things to do
We got times to come and
We got life to live
Days, months, years