Tuesday, 24 April 2012

The Last Payday

                               The shallow pocket changer
                               Who always took advantage of strangers
                               Tried to make a five-grand grab
                               With a split second getaway
                               But he forgot that a bag of money
                               Ain't worth much on a slab
                               When it's your last payday

                               That line about luck just can't be bought
                               You're always lucky till you get caught
                               Trouble will find you, No need to look
                               And luck won't help when they close the book

Last Payday
(Harry Connick Jr/ Mclean)
Harry Connick

Burt Glinn  42nd Street 
New York 1964

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