Show I 1 X the hard luck man by walt wait mason my leec is fierce in anguish wailed mailed the mm min who forty times had failed the gods that g ude poor mortals feet hive soaked me often and repeat all things upon this whirling sphere go wrung wrong end fore most when I 1 in near if it I 1 had luck like other gus s you d see me like an airship rise III bet a twenty t enty five cigar I 1 d hitch my wagon to a star I 1 ve noticed that the men who fail fall spring that old story worn morn and stale they never hand you out the truth they never say I 1 failed for sooth because I 1 ain am a shirk I 1 hate to buckle do to work I 1 id d ain advas aa s let my bus ness slide to take a joyous motor ride or vatch an organ gr nd er s tr ess cas or I 1 iss is around in politics good honest to I 1 may be the rage I 1 pas it up at any stage the eny bread of labor mi makes es me ache id I 1 d rather shake the d ce for cake the hard luck yarn is al alt ays known reever has beens meet and moan th fello is ia who are sawing wood and bal ng hay and making good put up no qu ater a sob oi 01 worse when they encounter a reverse they take fresh grips on life and climb and get there somehow v every time |