Wish Me Luck
by
David Baumert
A live performance:
Getty—lead and rhythm guitars
David Baumert—rhythm guitar, lead vocals
Tim Osborne—drums and percussion
Steve Leigh—bass, baritone guitar, keyboards
I saddled up and hitched ‘er tight
rode on down the creek onto the highway
into town and that old saloon
I knew I might be courtin' doom, I might be
In there’s a girl I met on-line
and from her pictures she was fine
‘got
to steel my nerve
and lean into this curve
She said she was from south New York
and couldn't stand the life that she was leading
A well of passion running dry
we made love in a chat room 'til we cried
Reckon now my home out on the range
is going to undergo a change
but a woman’s touch
couldn’t hurt me much
We sealed the deal, she hopped a plane
and touched down still two hundred miles away
She caught a bus then thumbed a ride
and wound up where she's sittin' there inside
better get some whiskey on my breath
this filly’s got me scared to death
Damn it, here I go!
...better wish me luck
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