We walked the warm streets of Florida
With sand in our pockets lots of times
Worked the cold streets of New York
With four guitars and a tin cup just for dimes
We spent one night in Winnipeg
A summer in Mississippi sun
Had some trouble once in Fargo
Some bad times in Enceno but we had fun
We made the papers once in Phoenix
When we stopped and tried to break up a fight
We hit Keno in Reno and lost it all in Vegas
The very next night
We hopped a train in Chicago
And skinny dipped in San Francisco bay
We checked it all in the big hotels
Then used the fire escape to get away
And we wouldn't trade it all
For the world and all of its gold
It's the past that makes the future worth livin'
Mother Luck's been good to us
And we will praise her in our songs
For the good times and the good things she has given
We flew into Kansas City
Early April 24th without a plane
We got stranded in a snow storm
With some girls from Salt Lake City on a train
We spent a week one night in L.A.
Looking for a doctor's daughter on the strip
Then we wound up in Nashville
Pitchin' songs and waitin' tables for a tip
And we wouldn't trade it all
For the world and all of its gold
It's the past that makes the future worth livin'
Mother Luck's been good to us
And we will praise her in our songs
For the good times and the good things she has given