Hard Luck Stories - Neil Young

Every time you’re feeling fine

Got another good one on the line

It slips away

You feel it slip away, slip away

I don’t want no more from you

Won’t do what you want me to

Turn me loose

Come on turn me loose

Turn me loose

Every time I’m feeling good

The phone rings

And I knock on wood

Hoping that it won’t be you

Calling like you always do

All you ever seem to say is

How much bad luck came your way

You won’t try to start again

You just count on your old friends

Now you call up every day

Got no money no place to stay

That girl made a mess of you

You got what was coming too

Build her up and let her down

Tasting everything in town

Treat her right, you never

Treat her right, treat her right

Now she’s gone and you’re alone

Bite your fingers to the bone

Slip away

You feel it slip away, slip away

You don’t know what’s going on

How you lost it, what went wrong

What ever happened to

The love that you once knew