B.B. KING


No Money, No Luck Blues Lyrics

Well My bad luck is falling, falling down like rain
Bad luck is falling, falling down like rain
No matter why 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 bad 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?
Well, ain't it bad when you can't make no money
And your woman turning her back on you

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Songwriter(s): Ivory Joe Hunter
Record Label(s): 1968 Geffen Records
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