Bad Luck Is Fallin'

Well, my bad luck is fallin'
 Fallin' down like rain
 Bad luck is fallin'
 Fallin' 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, what can a poor boy do?
 Bad when you ain't got no money
 All the bad breaks come to you
 I got home this morning
 She was looking kinda funny
 She said "Don't come in, Slim, unless you got some money"
 I said, oh Lord, what can a poor boy do?
 Bad when you ain't got no money,
 And your woman turn 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,
 And I think it's your turn to move"
 I said, oh Lord, what can a poor boy do?
 Bad when you ain't got no money
 And your woman turn her back on you