“The Luck Of The Coin” By Bob Ogier

"The Luck Of The Coin" By Bob Ogier Hi guys this song was inspired by my son after he complain'd his girlfriend never answered her text messages, and i told him how rough courting was in our day.. walking in the rain to a phone booth stood outside in a queue waiting for the previous guy to get off the phone tapping on the glass asking him to hurry lol then coins being rejected and falling to the floor lol... so i wrote this son, hope you like it. Lyrics below THE LUCK OF THE COIN BY BOB OGIER [Verse 1] He said, “Dad, she never answers her phone,”I said, “ Back in my day, we had to go it alone.” Out in the rain, just to find a payphone, Stand in line, cold to the bone. [Verse 2] We’d walk for miles to the old phone booth, With a pocket full of change just to talk to My Ruth. Tap on the glass while some bloke took his time, When it was your turn, every second felt like a crime. [Chorus] It was down to the luck of the coin, Spin it, lick it, hope it joins. Slidin’ through the slot like a roulette game, Talkin’ fast, ‘fore the beep took her away. You’d laugh, she’d smile, maybe say she’d meet ya, But first that silver had to treat ya. Son, you think textin’ is a test of time Back then, love was the luck of the coin. [Solo] [Verse 3] Sometimes it jammed, sometimes it flew, And you'd curse the box like it already knew. You’d hit the floor lookin’ for your dropped Coin, Give it a spit shine — cos every second was Time. [Bridge] And if she said “I love you” just before the line cut dead, You’d hear that click and it’d mess with your head. No redial, no reply, no emoji face Just the ghost of her voice as your heart starts to race. [Chorus] Yeah, it was down to the luck of the coin, Spin it, lick it, hope it joins. Felt like fate in a ten-pence slide, With your heart ridin’ on the telephone line. We weren’t swipin’, we were hopin’, With cold hands and windows broken . Boy, you think love’s hard in this world online Try bettin’ your heart on the luck of the coin. [Solo] [Verse 4] So next time she don’t pick up the phone, Just be glad you’re not out there alone, With rain on your back and a jammed-up slot Because, son, that was the only shot we got. [Solo] [Chorus] Yeah, it was down to the luck of the coin, Spin it, lick it, hope it joins. Felt like fate in a ten-pence slide, With your heart ridin’ on the telephone line. We weren’t swipin’, we were hopin’, With cold hands and windows broken. Boy, you think love’s hard in this world online Try bettin’ your heart on the luck of the coin. [Outro] So next time she don’t pick up the phone, Just be glad you’re not out there alone, With rain on your back and a jammed-up slot Because, son, that was all the shot we got [End]