Shake down

I got myself a shake down
I got myself a chance
If I only I can take it
It will be a happenstance

Theses moments are but fleeting
When the crest of summer shines
And lady luck is once for beating
And my song perchance it rhymes

Did err such hope of action grow
As the cavalry thunder in my round?
I stumble on with upturned face
My humble luck be found.

If you see a man with madness eyes
And twinkle dust in upturned delight,
Then think on me for that's my turn
My quest set sure to burn so bright


A

X