Lucky #7 Lyrics - High Noon - Jerrod Niemann

I know my way around an engine 

But you won't see me ridin' in a NASCAR race 

Rollin' up on #88 

I wasn't bad in the pads in high school 

But you won't see me gettin' any prime time play 

On a Monday night football game 

But you say I'm good enough for you baby 

I guess it's true some fools get lucky 

When I'm next to you I'm right on the money 

I look in your eyes and my only question 

Is how did a 7 wind up with an 11? 

I don't deserve ya, baby 

I don't deserve ya, baby 

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I know there's things that you need to hear 

And sometimes the right words won't come 

I'm no Shakespeare or Kristofferson 

When you shine like a diamond 

On the dance floor as the music plays 

I'm the only thing in your way 

But you still let me lead ya darlin' 

Well I guess it's true some fools get lucky 

When I'm next to you I'm right on the money 

I look in your eyes and my only question 

Is how did a 7 wind up with an 11? 

I don't deserve ya, baby 

I don't deserve ya, baby 

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When I think of everybody livin' under the sun 

I wonder how I ever got to be your only one 

When I am a 7 at best 

Well I guess it's true some fools get lucky 

When I'm next to you I'm right on the money 

I look in your eyes and my only question 

Is how did a 7 wind up with an 11? 

I don't deserve ya, baby 

I don't deserve ya, baby 

I don't deserve ya, baby I don't deserve ya, baby