| Song | O'Reilly Luck |
| Artist | Buddy Jewell |
| Album | Buddy Jewell |
| 作曲 : Rambeaux, Shepherd, Williams | |
| Granddaddy used to sit me on his knee | |
| And tell me how it was in the old country | |
| Famine and floods and crops that failed | |
| I'd listen for hours as he told his tale | |
| He said "There must have been a curse on the family name" | |
| But he swore he'd be the one to break that chain | |
| With money he saved from the sweat of his brow | |
| He'd get 'em out of there, someday, somehow | |
| Well, he never was much of a gambin' man | |
| But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land | |
| Bet it all on a better life in America | |
| He said "We'll change our fate, and this danged O'Reilly Luck" | |
| I can only imagine the look on his face | |
| Tickets in hand, as they counted the days | |
| Eleven passports, no turnin' back | |
| Decidin' what they should and shouldn't pack | |
| But the baby caught the fever just days before | |
| And the doctor hung a sheet on their front door | |
| For two long weeks they were quarantined | |
| Stranded with nothin' but his shattered dream | |
| Well, he never was much of a gambin' man | |
| But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land | |
| Bet it all on a better life in America | |
| He said "We'll change our fate, and this danged O'Reilly Luck" | |
| Granddaddy told this story 'til he passed away | |
| How the people all cheered from the dock that day | |
| While he shook his fist with a tear in his eye | |
| At the beautiful ship of the White Star Line | |
| And he cursed his fate and his danged O'Reilly Luck | |
| As the mighty Titanic, sailed into the sun | |
| Well, he never was much of a gambin' man | |
| But he found his way to the Promised Land | |
| Bet it all on a better life in America | |
| He said "We'll change our fate, and this danged O'Reilly Luck, | |
| Danged O'Relly Luck..." |
| zuò qǔ : Rambeaux, Shepherd, Williams | |
| Granddaddy used to sit me on his knee | |
| And tell me how it was in the old country | |
| Famine and floods and crops that failed | |
| I' d listen for hours as he told his tale | |
| He said " There must have been a curse on the family name" | |
| But he swore he' d be the one to break that chain | |
| With money he saved from the sweat of his brow | |
| He' d get ' em out of there, someday, somehow | |
| Well, he never was much of a gambin' man | |
| But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land | |
| Bet it all on a better life in America | |
| He said " We' ll change our fate, and this danged O' Reilly Luck" | |
| I can only imagine the look on his face | |
| Tickets in hand, as they counted the days | |
| Eleven passports, no turnin' back | |
| Decidin' what they should and shouldn' t pack | |
| But the baby caught the fever just days before | |
| And the doctor hung a sheet on their front door | |
| For two long weeks they were quarantined | |
| Stranded with nothin' but his shattered dream | |
| Well, he never was much of a gambin' man | |
| But he dreamed of passage to the Promised Land | |
| Bet it all on a better life in America | |
| He said " We' ll change our fate, and this danged O' Reilly Luck" | |
| Granddaddy told this story ' til he passed away | |
| How the people all cheered from the dock that day | |
| While he shook his fist with a tear in his eye | |
| At the beautiful ship of the White Star Line | |
| And he cursed his fate and his danged O' Reilly Luck | |
| As the mighty Titanic, sailed into the sun | |
| Well, he never was much of a gambin' man | |
| But he found his way to the Promised Land | |
| Bet it all on a better life in America | |
| He said " We' ll change our fate, and this danged O' Reilly Luck, | |
| Danged O' Relly Luck..." |