No Money, No Luck Blues Lyrics - Lucille - B.b. King

Well My bad luck is falling, falling down like rain 

Bad luck is falling, falling down like rain 

No matter why 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 

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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 bad when you can't make no money 

Without your woman turning 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, daddy 

And I think it's your turn to move 

I said, oh 

Lord, what can a poor boy do? 

Well, ain't it bad when you can't make no money 

And your woman turning her back on you