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Lady Fortune Knocks

编曲:Suno
生成时间:2026-09-08 17:04:03
Style: Jazz Blues
Male Vocals (Gravelly
Weathered Baritone
Rough but Warm)
Alto Saxophone
Piano (High Register
Stride
Rubato)
04:49
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歌词
[Lyrics] I used to burn the midnight oil, chasing shadows on the wall Thought the road to somewhere bright was the hardest road of all But every single drop of sweat, the early morning sun Was planting seeds of golden wheat before the harvest come So go on, wake up with the birds, don't wait for the moon Make your bed, sweep the floor, clear a little room For Lady Fortune walks where the pathway is clean She don't knock on a door that's buried in a dream (Chorus: Voice opens up, sax joins with a bluesy cry) Every step you take today is a promise to tomorrow Every smile you wear is a seed of joy and sorrow The goddess of fate, she's walking down your street But she only stops where the welcome mat is neat (Piano solo: high register, tinkling like rain on glass. Notes hang, then rush, then pause. Sax answers with short, breathy phrases.) Go on, tidy up your heart, fold the blankets of your mind Go to sleep when the evening comes, leave your troubles behind For the morning light is a brand new slate And Lady Fortune don't knock on a rusted gate (Chorus: Full warmth. Sax and piano in unison.) Every step you take today is a promise to tomorrow Every smile you wear is a seed of joy and sorrow The goddess of fate, she's walking down your street But she only stops where the welcome mat is neat (Bridge: Voice drops to a near-whisper. Just bass and brushes.) You can't hurry the stars, you can't rush the tide But you can open the window, let the light inside Go to bed early, rise with the sun And Lady Fortune will come... before the day is done (Final Chorus: Voice soars gently. Piano tinkles high. Sax wails soft.) Every step you take today is a promise to tomorrow Every smile you wear is a seed of joy and sorrow The goddess of fate, she's walking down your street But she only stops where the welcome mat is neat (Outro: Piano plays a last high note. Sax breathes a long, fading phrase. Voice hums.) Lady Fortune... she's walking... Lady Fortune... she's walking... (Final brush sweep. Bass plucks one low note. Silence.)