I've been traveling so long
Too many days since I've heard my name spoken in my mother tongue
I've been gone so long
Three Christmases ago
I quite my job, sold my truck, and a buried my father
Right next to my sister
Now I don't believe in a higher power
And some might say I'm just a lost soul
But I've been making my own luck
Just me and my four leaf clover
And on a train heading west
I look up from my book and meet the eyes of my children's mother
For the first time
Three Christmases later
I've got a job, bought a new truck, and I married their mother
Just in the nick of time
Now I don't believe in a higher power
And some might say I'm just a lost soul
I've been making my own luck
Just me and my four leaf clover
And in the back room of a church
I look up and see the face of my grandchildren's mother
About to walk down the isle
Now I've been living so long
It's been too many days since I've heard my name spoken by my mother's tongue
She's been gone so long
Now I don't believe in a higher power
And some might say I'm just a lost soul
But I've been making my own luck
Just me and my four leaf clover