Bad Luck Blues

Lyrics

Hey, I wanna tell you about my troubles
 I've had just about every bad luck a man can have
 In my moving around, I've played all over the world
 And just about every town
 Anywhere I play, they wanna know what I'm putting down
 They [Incomprehensible]
 They shot me at San Antone
 You know they kicked me out of Kansas City
 Lord, I wonder what did I do wrong
 Oh, my house burned down in Boston
 My wife left me in Maine
 I broke both of my arms in Utah
 While I catch me a fast freight train
 Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck
 Keeps following me, won't let me be
 I asked bad luck this morning
 "How long must I be your slave?"
 He said, "I've left you in your cradle
 I'm gonna ride you to your grave"
 Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck
 Keeps following me, won't let me be
 Oh, bad luck, oh, bad luck
 Won't let me be, keeps following me
 I asked bad luck this morning
 How long must I be your slave
 He said, "I've left you in your cradle"
 Boy, I'm gonna ride you to your grave"
 Hey, bad luck, oh, bad luck
 Keeps following me, won't, let me be
 Yeah, bad luck, oh, bad luck
 Won't let me be, keeps following me

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Song Details

Duration
02:59
Key
4
Tempo
106 BPM

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