O`Reilly Luck — текст песни (Buddy Jewell)

Granddaddy used to sit me on his knee
And tell me how it was in the old country
Famine and floods and crops that failed
I`d listen for hours as he told his tale

He said "There must have been a curse on the family name"
But he swore he`d be the one to break that chain
With money he saved from the sweat of his brow
He`d get `em out of there, someday, somehow

Well, he never was much of a gambin` man
But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land
Bet it all on a better life in America
He said "We`ll change our fate, and this danged O`Reilly Luck"

I can only imagine the look on his face
Tickets in hand, as they counted the days
Eleven passports, no turnin` back
Decidin` what they should and shouldn`t pack

But the baby caught the fever just days before
And the doctor hung a sheet on their front door
For two long weeks they were quarantined
Stranded with nothin` but his shattered dream

Well, he never was much of a gambin` man
But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land
Bet it all on a better life in America
He said "We`ll change our fate, and this danged O`Reilly Luck"

Granddaddy told this story `til he passed away
How the people all cheered from the dock that day
While he shook his fist with a tear in his eye
At the beautiful ship of the White Star Line
And he cursed his fate and his danged O`Reilly Luck
As the mighty Titanic, sailed into the sun

Well, he never was much of a gambin` man
But he found his way to the Promised Land
Bet it all on a better life in America
He said "We`ll change our fate, and this danged O`Reilly Luck,
Danged O`Relly Luck..."