Текст песни Indian Head Penny

I rolled off the San Francisco mint in 1909

The last one they ever made, you should've seen me shine

When I landed on the counter they gave me to a kid

Making change for a jaw breaker was the first thing that I did

I got traded for a pocket knife, two marbles and some string

Wound up on a railroad track waiting for a train

Snatched up by a hobo and turned right into wine

Pitched up against the wall at least a thousand times

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'Round and 'round a penny goes

'Round and back again

Listen and I'll tell you

The places that I've been

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He gave me to a farmer who was trying to save his land

I was good luck to a soldier back in W.W.II

He lost me in a poker game the day the war was through

I got stuck behind the back seat of a '51 Chevrolet

Spare change in the sixties, getting worth less every day

Now it's piggy banks and gum machines and occasional wishing wells

Or laying on a barroom floor, Indian heads or tails

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I'm a pretty lucky penny, Lord it happens every time

Just when I start feeling lost and left behind

Some kid will pick me up and wonder where I've been

Put me in his pocket, and here I go again

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