Colt Ford - Lucky Lyrics

I’d rather be lucky than good.

Duggin’ that lightning south paw, dialin in on that power ball,
Raceing my pick-up truck with a train.
Hooking it to a big bass, making me some of cold cash,
The way I live ain’t hard to explain.

I’d rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin in the country than rolling in the city.
Spend my life rolling them dice,
stead I’m living like everybody says I should.
I’d rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.

Staying home last night, running on a red light,
Knowing when to go all in.
Coming up with the right line, picking up one that’s so fine,
Ain’t got no business talking to a ten.

I’d rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin in the country than rolling in the city.
Spend my life rolling them dice,
stead I’m living like everybody says I should.
I’d rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.

I’d rather be lucky than good,
Country than hood,
Any old day out balin' hay,
Fixing my truck, getting it stuck,
Covered in mud, ice cold bud.
Waiting that line, sipping that shine,
Eating fried chickin, guitar picking.

Hey, do you like the way Colt Ford it thumpin' got your stereo pumping.
Hey, do you like the way Colt Ford it thumpin' got the girls all jumpin.

I’d rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin in the country than rolling in the city.
Spend my life rolling them dice,
stead I’m living like everybody says I should.
I’d rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.

Hey, do you like the way Colt Ford it thumpin' got your stereo pumping.
Hey, do you like the way Colt Ford it thumpin' got the girls all jumpin.