Heh, you lucky man,

look the colours on me.

Heh, you lucky man,

yes, she see never on gray.

      Meet you the girl in the night?

      Search you with him on the light?

Hey, lucky man,

I see you never go back door.

Hey, lucky man,

I see you walking lonesome floor.

      Why believe you, the think right never see,

      and your dying in the hypocrite factory?

Hey, you little girl,

meets you the stronger in the night.

Hey, little girl,

You see nothing by him a light.

      He ask himself, why she never love his him.

     Now, he is a very lucky man.

Hey, lucky man,

I see you never go back door.

Hey, lucky man,

I see you walking lonesome floor.

      Why believe you, the think right never see,

      and your dying in the hypocrite factory?

Robert Lemke