Bad Luck

Album cover art for "Bad Luck" by B.B. King

B.B. King - R&B, Blues

Bad Luck

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[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Verse 3] 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 [Guitar solo] Oh, yeah! Alright! [Verse 4] 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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Credits

Writers
  • Jules Taub
  • B.B. King