I’m drunk as a sailor again
But this time I think I can mend
You turn my heart on its end
And spin it again and again
I’m rolling the dice once again
But this time I think I can win
I knew when you took my hand
That old lady luck was my friend
Oh no, here I go, I’m as high as a kite on a string
Soaring over the tops of the trees
Oh, wind won’t you blow, up I go, for tonight I have wings
But as sure as you’re born by the morn, I’ll be back on my knees
I’m drunk as a sailor again
But this time I think I can mend
You turn my heart on its end
And spin it again and again
I’m rolling the dice once again
But this time I think I can win
I knew when you took my hand
That old lady luck was my friend
Old lady luck was my friend
Old lady luck was my friend