Good Luck, Babe? Nope! It’s Good Luck, Dawes Now!

We love Chappell Roan! We made a parody to it about the Midnight Ride of William Dawes. Hope you enjoy and singalong to the original. In fact, do so and make a video on Instagram and tag us, @lexington250! We look forward to seeing your video.

Verse 1

It’s dark, it’s late,
You can say that we are ready, but we know the stakes.
And guess we’re the few,
With our arms up, lantern signals, gotta spread the news.
We don’t wanna fight it off,
But they don’t wanna call it peace.
We only wanna be the ones that shout “freedom.”

Chorus

You can ride a hundred miles through towns,
Shout another call, try to stop the soldiers.
You can say it’s just the way we are,
Make another run, another midnight rider.
Good luck, Dawes (well, good luck), well, good luck, Dawes (well, good luck),
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.
Good luck, Dawes (well, good luck), well, good luck, Dawes (well, good luck),
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.

Verse 2

It’s tense, it’s real,
It’s a revolution waiting, and it’s hard to feel.
And I ride, through the night,
I just need a little freedom, I just need to fight.
Think I’m gonna call them out,
Even if they call it treason.
I just wanna free this land and call it “victory.”

Chorus

You can ride a hundred miles through towns,
Shout another call, try to stop the soldiers.
You can say it’s just the way we are,
Make another run, another midnight rider.
Good luck, Dawes (well, good luck), well, good luck, Dawes (well, good luck),
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.
Good luck, Dawes (well, good luck), well, good luck, Dawes (well, good luck),
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.

Bridge

When you wake up to the sound of drums in the night,
With your heart in your throat, ready for the fight,
And when you think about it, all of those nights ago,
You’re standing face to face with “we told you so.”
You know we hate to say, “we told you so.”
You know we hate to say, but, we told you so.

Chorus

You can ride a hundred miles through towns,
Shout another call, try to stop the soldiers (well, we told you so).
You can say it’s just the way we are,
Make another run, another midnight rider.
Good luck, Dawes (well, good luck), well, good luck, Dawes (well, good luck),
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.
Good luck, Dawes (well, good luck), well, good luck, Dawes (well, good luck),
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the march.