It began, they say, one summer day,
When the sun was blazing down,
It was back in the early seventies,
In a little Wyoming Town
So listen to the story of Chuck a Luck,
Listen to the Wheels of Fate,
As round and round with a whispering sound,
It sings the old old story of ...
... Hate, murder and revenge.
"What's that got to do with anything?" asked the Wabbit. "I quite liked it," said Wabsworth. "It's a gambling song," said the Wabbit, "but what about hate murder and revenge?" "I'll get to that," said Lapinette.