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Destined to be the next czar of a nation

But he missed coronation when the car broke down

Now he can’t pay his taxes 'cause he run out of matches

To light a dear candle to write it all down

The lottery’s full

And it’s two pounds a pull

But he never can seem to make change

And there’s mad luck and bad luck

And what I could’ve had luck

And it’s governed by blaggards

In the hills far away

And there’s robbers and ruses

And a thousand excuses

For the hard life of Ivan MacCrae

He can’t pull the plow 'cause he don’t have a cow

But he knows of a grant that the state endows

But he can’t face the vicar without any liquor

And he can’t buy the liquor if he don’t pull the plow

So he sits by the window

And watches the sun go

And nobody mentions his name

And there’s mad luck and bad luck

And what I could’ve had luck

And it’s governed by blaggards

In the hills far away

And there’s robbers and ruses

And a thousand excuses

For the hard life of Ivan

The hard life of Ivan MacCrae

And there’s mad luck and bad luck

And what I could’ve had luck

And it’s governed by blaggards

In the hills far away

And there’s robbers and ruses

And a thousand excuses

For the hard life of Ivan

The hard life of Ivan

The hard life of Ivan MacCrae

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