Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Real Ones
Real Ones
Performer
David Chelsom Vogt
David Chelsom Vogt
Violin
Jørgen Sandvik
Jørgen Sandvik
Vocals
Øystein Skjælaaen
Øystein Skjælaaen
Bass
Kåre Opheim
Kåre Opheim
Drums
Ivar Chelsom Vogt
Ivar Chelsom Vogt
Vocals
Oystein Skaelaaen
Oystein Skaelaaen
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Chelsom Vogt
David Chelsom Vogt
Songwriter

Lyrics

I don't know why
it seems like lately
things are going my way.
Everywhere trouble avoids me
and I'm a wasted man and I'm hammered all day.
Fortune smiles
it's summer time (or another)
and the sun may shine where it rains.
For some people
it takes no effort,
as if luck runs in their veins.
Ehey, heey,
every dog has its day,
and anyway,
mine is,
mine's today.
When the first cards were delt
surely this country got an ace,
but we deserve it,
of course we deserve it!
our forefathers built this place.
So of all the things we could be doing
now there is nothing that we lack,
all we care about
is that America loves us back.
Ehey, heey,
every dog has its day,
and anyway,
mine is,
mine's today.
Sometimes you might think you are
young, good luck, and evil.
And all these things are only because
'good things happen to good people'
No, I say...
Hey, hey, heey,
every dog has its day,
and anyway,
mine is today.
Hey, hey, heey,
every dog has its day,
and anyway,
mine is,
mine,
mine is today.
Written by: David Chelsom Vogt
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