Steely Dan

Lucky Henry

Steely Dan


Dusted down in shanty town behind a sky of red 
Hoist upon some frozen dawn exploding in my head 
Fast asleep in trouble deep or wide awake and burning 
Stuck inside some stranger's hide whose karma keeps returning 

Where you trail that holy grail of darkness and despair 
Way cross town, now up now down, as though you'd really care 
On the bus across from us seen once in silhouette 
The old man's face you couldn't place that now you can't forget 

Down and dirty 
There you go 
Lucky Henry says hello 
Burned his bridges high and low 
And down the road and gone 
It's raining boxcars did you know 
From County Cook to Baltimore 
Where ever those old jockeys go 
To live out their lifelines 

Burning down that two lane town the boys call Hollywood 
Kicked around now lost now found now lost again for good 
Badly placed or half erased or lost in space and time 
And all because the real one was the disappearing kind 

Now you tumble 
Now you know 
Lucky Henry says hello 
Scratched in verses high and low 
And down to hell and gone I'm told 
It's raining boxcars that's for sure 
From Bakersfield to Elsinore 
For all what I care anymore 
For now and forever gone gone gone