Big Indian

Well, my friends do me so right
I'm lucky this far, maybe it's karma
I get over them, but only at times
And I thank my lucky starsI wish I may, I wish that I might
Just keep an open mind all of the time
My old man told me one time
You never get wise, you only get olderAnd most things, you never know why
But that's fine when the future is frightening
And I seem to be fighting it
Well, soon as it's brightening
Then I, I feel fine, and then I, I feel fineWell, my friends do me so right
I'm lucky this far, maybe it's karma
I get over them, but only at times