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Lyrics for 'Bad Luck' by 'Bb King'
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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