Cody Johnson - Lucky lyrics

The smell of coffee hits me as I open up my eyes A southern angel wearing nothin but an apron and a smile I say "Thanks You Sweet Lord Jesus," tell the truth don't know how I go so lucky All them boys from back in high school wonder how I'm still alive Hooked by a bull, dove off of Blue a Lake Bridge, and wrecked my pick up twice Then she picked this here country boy out of all them other guys, boys that lucky I got a couple buddies playing football in the pros I know this guy who owns a whole dang beach in Mexico There's some with good looks, some with brains, some rolling in the dough but y'all trust me I'd rather be lucky Now you can win the power ball with a million in the pot And go all in with Ace and King and hit a straight flush on the flop You can sit here on the creek bank fishin with a girl this hot now that's plain lucky Yeah my old college roommate's some big software CEO My cousin benches 405 and flies his jets in Rome There's some with good looks, some with brains, some rolling in the dough but y'all trust me I'd rather be lucky Well my baby's one in a million fellas and I tell ya that's the truth So while you're out searching for one that's sweet and smart and s**y too I'll be home sippin a cold one for you here's to hoping you... Get lucky I hope you get lucky Cause they sing about the girl that I got on the radio She's a cross between the cover of an outdoor life and vogue There's folks that think they got it all, folks rolling in the dough, but y'all trust me Yeah I'd rather be lucky I'd rather be lucky I'd rather be lucky than good any day of the week girl