The man who
Ventures
With chance
Is the man
Who's adding
The soft Romance
To a world
That otherwise
Is dark and drear
The sane conservative
Lot have their fate
Secure in a guarded
Spot of the world
They're welcome to
Their drab career
Is it humbly humbly
Winning while
Your winnings grow
But when fortune
Reverses her spinning
Life is not a-glowing
That is why
We like to see
Someone who can be
Unconcerned and free
If I am losing today
I will take my loss
And I'll pay
For I know
That in time
My luck will turn
It's bound to turn
Till good luck
Comes my way
I'll play along
While there's a game
On the highway
I'll stray along
With just the turn
Of a wheel or
The flip of a card
As my guide
I'll let fate decide
If I walk or ride
Why sit alone
With your sorrow
And kill the day
There may be
Sunshine tomorrow
To fill the day
While I've a heart
And a brain
And my ebony cane
I can borrow
Until the day
When good luck
Comes my way
Never venture
Never gain
Men of caution
It is plain
Never venture
Never gain
Men of caution
It is plain
Plain in vain
So I will wait
Till good luck
Will come my way