B.b. King – Bad Breaks Lyrics

OhI wish I was single’cause my womanshe drives me mad

I wish I was single’cause my womanshe drives me mad

Yesshe’s always accusing me of someone of someone I ain’t never had

Last night I felt lucky but my luck was running slow

The last hand I caught four aces and the police broke down the door

I said"lordlordwhat can a poor boy do? "

It’s tough when you can’t make no money

Seems like all the bad breaks come to you

Got home this morningshe was looking kind-a funny

She said"don’t come in here daddyunless you got some money"

I said"lordlordwhat can a poor boy do? "

It’s tough when you can’t make no money

Seems like all the bad breaks come to you

I asked my woman for some dinnershe looked at me like a fool

She said"i’m playing checkersdaddyand I think it’s your time to move"

I said"lordlordwhat can a poor boy do? "

It’s tough when you can’t make no money

Seems like all the bad breaks come to you