[Intro - Spoken Words] “I never miss… except when I do.” 🎯❌ [Verse] Unlucky Luke, they call him round these parts 🤠 Cursed by fate, he’s got the slowest of starts ⏳ With a cigarette in his mouth 🚬, a cloud in his eyes ☁️👁️ He rides Holy Dumper ’neath the wide-open skies 🌄🐎 [Verse 2] His horse is clumsy, one stumble after another 🐎💨 Falls more often than Luke calls for his mother 📉😆 Holy Dumper’s tracks are uneven and wide 🛤️ The Dorktown Brothers laugh, they know where he resides 😂🏚️ [Chorus] Gunning for glory, but his shots always stray 🔫🎯❌ A lonesome cowboy, in a cursed ballet 🤠💃 The Dorktown Brothers jeer, his heart to break 🏜️💔 But Unlucky Luke, he’s tougher than stakes 🪵🔥 [Verse 3] Sun setting low, casting shadows long 🌅🌵 Luke rides slow, humming a sorrowful song 🎶😔 The world on his shoulders, heavier each day 🎭⚖️ But he rides on, though fortune won’t stay 🏜️🐎 [Verse 4] Eyes on the horizon, yet dreams never near 🌄😞 Clad in old leather, holding back the tear 🧥💧 With the Dorktown’s laugh echoing in his wake 😂💨 Luke’s spirit never bends, never does break 🦾💀 [Chorus] Gunning for glory, but his shots always stray 🔫🎯❌ A lonesome cowboy, in a cursed ballet 🤠💃 The Dorktown Brothers jeer, his heart to break 🏜️💔 But Unlucky Luke, he’s tougher than stakes 🪵🔥 [Outro - Spoken] “I’m a poor, lonesome cowboy, and a long way from home…” 🏜️🌙🐎 home…
