Miss Fortune - John Wesley Harding

I was born with a coathanger in my mouth

Oh yeah, and I was dumped down south

I was found by the richest man in the world

Oh yeah, who bought me up as a girl

My sheets are satin but my minds a mess

But there are worse things I confess

Than drinking tea in a pretty dress

And Im here to tell you that its not all bad

Count your blessings and maybe youll be glad

When he died, I inherited his wealth

Oh yeah and I revealed my self

I was snubbed by the friends hed never had

Oh yeah, who sided with my dad

All my riches are beyond control

But its the same old rigmarole

They say Ive lost my very soul

Maybe I have

But Im here to tell you that its not all bad

Count your blessings and maybe youll be glad

And as I grew so did my fame

So I gave it up and changed my name

Its catch as catch can and

Youll never know who I am When I died, I hoped to hear the angels song

Oh yeah, but was I wrong

They threw me back there in that lane

Oh yeah and they said «start again»

So when youre turning out the bedside light

Consider me and my wretched plight

Looks like Im gonna have to get it right this time

But Im here to tell you that its not all bad

Count your blessings and maybe

Youll be glad