Bad Luck
B.B. King 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 oh
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

Yeah
Oh, yeah
All right

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

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: RILEY B. KING, JULES BIHARI

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Comments from YouTube:

daniel jeffrey

Mr BB King came to Argentna some times and I was lucky to see his shows

Rick Clark

Wonderful!

Andrew X

Lord what can a poor boy do when your woman turns her back on you. ....Bad luck is falling, falling down like rain, ....no matter what I do, seems my luck will never change.

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