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PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.B. King
Vocals
Floyd Turnham
Saxophone
Jesse Price
Drums
Willard McDaniel
Piano
William K. "Billy" Hadnott
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jules Taub
Songwriter
B.B.King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Florette Bihari
Producer
Lyrics
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
Yeah
Oh, yeah
All right
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
Writer(s): Riley B. King, Jules Bihari
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