Dave Horn

I used to think a lot about how lucky I could be
If I could just avoid the things that brought bad luck to me
Never step beneath a ladder or upon a sidewalk crack (go up on "upon")
Or cross the path of a feline who was black

Instead of breakin' mirrors I'd rub my rabbit's foot
But my rabbit he got bored and left I thought I was kaput
Then I found a 4-leaf clover so lucky and so green
But I still was terrified on every Friday the 13 -- th

Oh, give me salt upon my food
Don't throw it on the floor
And take my 4-leaf clover
I don't need it anymore -- Give my
Rabbit's foot a mighty fling
Take all my lucky charms
When it comes to luck there's no such thing
I'm in my Savior's arms

You see, I found a better way To drive away my fears
It's Jesus Christ, my Savior He's been with me through the years
So now I'm gonna' trust in Him instead of some silly charm
For He's promised He will keep me safe from harm

So, give me salt...