The Lucky One - Faith Hill

So hot outside all I can wear

Is these cut off overalls

And these sandals on my feet

But I emptied my pockets for a bus ticket

So I could sit there on a broken seat

I got no place I should go I got no worries you know

Second or seventh street

It doesn’t matter to me

'cause you’re mine

That’s all I need to know

The sunshine’s everywhere we go It’s so right cause I’ve got you to hold

Every night yeah

I’m the lucky one

I’m the lucky one

Well I pulled back down to my upstreet apartment

And the air never works in that old place

Twenty-seven and I thought I’d be further along

Than just this rented space

I got no papers to read

I got no cable tv And I got no places to be

I got no people to meet

I’m on a roll

When I’m with you

Don’t stop me now

I just can’t lose