She said, “Pardon me, may I have this dance?”
I said, “Yes, ’cause there’s nothing left to chance.”
She said, “Why you looking at me sideways, all askance?”
I said, “Well, I just think it’s kinda funny–there’s nothing left to chance.”


We went to a park, we were ready for romance
She said, “Well, I guess there’s nothing left to chance.”
Grandpa’d died that day, he was such a handsome man
I know he’d have said, “Son, there’s nothing left to chance.”

I’d never been there if it weren’t his day to pass
Guess that’s how I know there’s nothing left to chance
I left her in the morning, I had to go on west
She just smiled and said . . . “Yeah, I think that’s for the best.”

Nothing left to chance, no, nothing left to chance
You can say it’s all just, happenstance, but I know, I know,
There’s nothing to chance

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