Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Money, No Luck Blues , by - B.B. King. Song from the album Lucille Talks Back, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 31.12.1989
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
No Money, No Luck Blues |
| 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 |