Lucky & Lucinda

Lucky & Lucinda
by John Forster & Tom Chapin
© Limousine Music Co. & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)

Lucinda took off her wedding ring
Put on her low-cut gown
Rouged her lips, twitched her hips
And headed into town
Beauregard came home that night
In a mood to celebrate
Shucked his coat, read her note
And grabbed his .38

Now Lucinda she loved Lucky
‘Cause Lucky played the silver sax
And the notes he’d blow
Down at Cayenne Joe’s
Gave Lucinda heart attacks
That night the joint was jumpin’
We was doin’ the Grizzly Bear
When Lucy put her hand on Lucky’s horn
And dragged him up the stairs

Then Beauregard blew in that door
As big and mean as life
Stuck his gun in the barman’s gut
Said “Louie where’s my wife?”
Louie said “Room 24.”
And Beau commenced to roar

It’s all over now
It’s all over now
It’s been a ball
But it’s all over now

Up the stairs and down the hall
Beau tracked that silver horn
Shot down the door
There they were
As naked as you’re born
Lucy screams, and Lucky ducks
The mirror cracks
She cries “Wait!” but too late
Beau shoots him in the sax

Somewhere in the smoke and noise
Old Lucky’s luck ran out
Dove naked through the window
Took a solo down the spout
He landed in the barrel
Old Louie found him there
Laid him out upon the bar
And led us all in prayer

It’s all over now
It’s all over now
He had a ball
But he’s all over now

Well Beau and Lu, they worked things out
Their lives were long and full
And nine months later
She had a son who was very musical
Louie nailed that mangled saxophone
Over Lucky’s empty chair
And if you come down to Cayenne Joe’s
You’ll see it hanging there

But it’s all over now
It’s all over now
It’s been a ball
But it’s all over now
It’s all over now
It’s all over now
It’s been a ball
But it’s all over now

This song appears on Tom Chapin's So Nice To Come Home CD.

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