We walked the warm streets of Florida with sand in our pockets lots of times.Worked the cold streets of New York with two guitars and a tin cup just for dimes.We spent one winter in Winnipeg, a summer in the Mississippi sun.Had some trouble once in Fargo, some bad times in Encino, 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 skidded on a train.We dipped in San Francisco Bay.We checked in all 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 living.Mother Luck's been good to us and we will praise her in our songfor the good times and the good love she has given.We flew into Kansas City early April 24th without a plane.We got stranded in a snowstorm with some folks from Salt Lake City on a train.We spent a week one night in L.A. looking for a job.We went to the doctor's, got her on the Strip.Then we wound up in Nashville pitching songs and waiting 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 living.Mother Luck's been good to us and we will praise her in our songfor the good times and the good love she has given.And we wouldn't trade it all for the world and all of its gold.It's the past that makes the future worth living.Mother Luck's been good to us and we will praise her in our songfor the good times and the good love she has given.And we wouldn't trade it all for the world and all of its gold.It's the past that makes the future worth living.