Lyrics

Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down, I can't make my living around this town 'Cause tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more I said, tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more And I've got to make my living, don't care where I go I need shoes on my feet, clothes on my back Get tired of walking these streets, all dressed in black But tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more I said, tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more And I'll take four or five good tricks standing in front of my door Please have mercy, bad luck's on my lease Four or five good tricks is all the money I need But tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more Tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more And I can't get a break, don't care where I go I got a store on the corner, sell stuff cheap I got a market 'cross the street, where I sell my meat But tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more I said, tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more And I can't get a break, don't care where I go This way of living, sure is hard, ducking and dodging the Cadillac-Ford But tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more I said, tricks ain't walking, tricks ain't walking no more And if you think I'm lying, follow me to my door
Writer(s): Lucille Bogan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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