Joe Rathburn

Lyrics

Every Little Vict’ry
Words & Music © 1998 Joe Rathburn

Now this man I know
acts like a down-and-outer
Never sees the bright side
he’s a whiner and a pouter
Now he ain’t poor, aux contraire
he’s got more dough than he can blow
yeah he’s a millionaire
But nothing makes him happy,
nothing makes him smile
But we’ve got that poor sucker beat
by one long country mile

Every — little vict’ry…
is a cause for celebration
Each step — of the journey…
gets you to your destination
Always — count your blessings…
as you count your tribulations
Each time — you succeed…
it’ just another inspiration
Don’t need to win the war,
to deserve a commendation
Every little vict’ry is a cause for celebration

This poor friend of mine
she likes to play the lotto
“This time I’m gonna win it!”
has become her favorite motto
She buys her ticket, takes her chance
screams “Not fair!”, pulls her hair
then does her little dance
Sure, she could use the money,
but she has a lot of fun
She’s a winner when she dreams of
what would happen if she won

When you wake up in your bed
Better thank your lucky stars
that you’re at least that far ahead
It’s not the pace, or where you place
What proves that you’re a winner
is when you’re still in the race

The other day
while in my local grocery
Two folks who looked familiar
called my name and then approached me
Well knock me down
you could’ve done it with a feather
‘Cause that rich man and Miss lottery
were standing there together
And that Millionaire was smiling
as she showed me the ring
They both had hit the jackpot
need I say another thing

Every — little vict’ry…
is a cause for celebration
Each step — of the journey…
gets you to your destination
Always — count your blessings…
as you count your tribulations
Each time — you succeed…
it’ just another inspiration
Don’t need to win the war,
to deserve a commendation
Every little vict’ry is a cause for celebration