Mr. Bad Luck

Look over yonder here come the blues The thirteenth of any time, powered by fools I can see 'em comin' Wearing a blue armoured coat You're sittin' here with your violins Hittin' wrong notes Look over yonder, he's comin' my way When he's around, I never have a happy day (you even bust my guitar strings) Look over yonder, look over yonder, look over yonder etc. Look over yonder Well, he's talkin' to my baby They found my peace pipe on her Now they're draggin' her away Lord knows we don't need a devil like him beatin' us around Well, he's knockin' on my door How my house is tumblin' down Now don't you come no closer The path is keepin' me bolder Wait by my door baby Unless you want to start another war Look over yonder, hey Look over yonder Look over yonder Look over yonder