I didn't find the lucky penny So I flipped it over and left it for some one else to find
And a dime just in time for the little kid behind me to pick it up and yell: Hey, mom! I found a dime!
Then I turned around corner and I dropped another dollar Just in case the street needed some more cash
In the end I made it home with nothing in my pockets except some cigarettes and some stones
I pick 'em up when I go walking Some are shiny, all are dirty Some are just pebbels that might grow up to be stones
As an adult no one can stop you from getting your hands dirty When you're walking home alone
Then I saw a little black cat cross the street before a fast cab Flashed and disappeared into the night
He glanced back understanding of a future life impending And we both knew it wasn't his time yet
I didn't find the lucky penny So I flipped it over and left it for some one else to find
And a dime just in time for the little kid behind me to pick it up and yell: Hey, mom! I found a dime!
And a dime just in time for the little kid behind me to pick it up and yell: Hey, mom! I found a dime!
And a dime just time to pick it up and yell: Hey, mom! I found a dime!