Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ball and Chain, artist - Janis Joplin. Album song At Woodstock, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 31.07.2008
Record label: Jazzwerkstatt gUG
Song language: English
Ball and Chain |
Sittin' down by my window, |
Honey, lookin' out at the rain. |
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window, |
Baby, lookin' out at the rain. |
Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, |
And it felt just like a ball and chain. |
Honey, that’s exactly what it felt like, |
Honey, just dragging me down. |
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon', tell me why, |
Why does every single little tiny thing I hold on goes wrong? |
Yeah it all goes wrong, yeah. |
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now babe, tell me why, |
Why does every thing, every thing. |
Hey, here you gone today, I wanted to love you, |
Honey, I just wanted to hold you, I said, for so long, |
Yeah! |
Alright! |
Hey! |
Love’s got a hold on me, baby, |
Feels just like a ball and chain. |
Now, love’s just draggin' me down, baby, yeah, |
Feels like a ball and chain. |
I hope there’s someone out there who could tell me |
Why the man I love wanna leave me in so much pain. |
Yeah, maybe, maybe you could help me, come on, help me! |
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon', tell me why, |
Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me why, yeah. |
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, when I ask you, |
When I need to know why, c’mon tell me why, hey hey hey, |
Here you’ve gone today, |
I wanted to love you and hold you |
Till the day I die. |
I said whoa, whoa, whoa! |
And I say oh, whoa, whoa, no honey |
It ain’t fair, daddy it ain’t fair what you do, |
I see what you’re doin' to me and you know it ain’t fair. |
And I say oh, whoa whoa now baby |
It ain’t fair, now, now, now, what you do |
I said hon' it ain’t fair what, hon' it ain’t fair what you do. |
Oh, here you gone today and all I ever wanted to do |
Was to love you |
Honey an' I think there can be nothing wrong with that, |
Only it ain’t wrong, no, no, no, no, no. |
Sittin' down by my window, |
Lookin' at the rain. |
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window, |
Lookin' at the rain, see the rain. |
Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, |
And it felt like a ball and chain. |
Oh this can’t be in vain |
And I’m gonna tell you one just more time, yeah, yeah! |
And I say oh, whoa whoa, now baby |
This can’t be, no this can’t be in vain, |
And I say no no no no no no no no, whoa! |
And I say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
Now now now now now now now now now no no not in vain |
Hey, hope there is someone that could tell me |
Hon', tell me why, |
Hon', tell me why love is like |
Just like a ball |
Just like a ball |
Baaaaaaalllll |
Oh daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy |
And a chain. |
Yeah! |
Goodnight and thank you for coming and have a happy happy Easter Sunday. |