b.b. king - no money, no luck lyrics
well, my bad luck is falling
falling down like rain
bad luck is falling
falling down like rain
no matter what i do
seems like my luck won’t never change
i felt kinda lucky
my luck was running slow
the last hand i caught four aces
and the police broke down the door
i said, lord
lord, what can a poor boy do?
well, ain’t it bad when you can’t make no money
seems like all the bad breaks will come to you
yeah, i got home this morning
she was looking kinda funny
she said “don’t come in, daddy
daddy, unless you got some money”
and i said, lord
lord, what can a poor boy do?
well, ain’t it tough when you can’t make no money
without your woman turning her back on you
well now, i asked my woman for some dinner
she looked at me like a fool
she said, “i’m playing checkers, daddy
and i think it’s your turn to move”
i said, oh
lord, what can a poor boy do?
yes, it’s bad when you can’t make no money
and your woman turns her back on you
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