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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Bad Luck Lyrics

B.B. King – Bad Luck Lyrics

Songwriters: CHILD, DESMOND/OVERLAND, CHRISTOPHER JOHN / OVERLAND, STEPHEN MARK
Bad Luck lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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