Bad Luck

Lyrics for Bad Luck

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