John Wesley Harding - Miss Fortune

I was born with a coathanger in my mouth
Oh yeah, and I was dumped down south
I was found by the richest man in the world
Oh yeah, who bought me up as a girl
My sheets are satin but my mind's a mess
But there are worse things I confess
Than drinking tea in a pretty dress
and I'm here to tell you that it's not all bad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad

When he died, I inherited his wealth
Oh yeah and I revealed my self
I was snubbed by the friends he'd never had Oh yeah, who sided with my dad
All my riches are beyond control
But it's the same old rigmarole
They say I've lost my very soul
Maybe I have
But I'm here to tell you that it's not all bad
Count your blessings and maybe you'll be glad

And as I grew so did my fame
So I gave it up and changed my name
It's catch as catch can and
You'll never know who I am