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B.B. King( Riley B. King )
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Bad Luck
Lyricist:Sam Ling, Jules Taub
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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