B.B. King - The Jungle Lyrics
I may go and move to the jungle nowWay out in the woodsYes, I think Ill move to the jungle peopleMove way out in the woodsYes, because the way things are here nowWell, I aint doin myself no goodI work hard everydayFrom monday to friday nightThe wages that they pay meI swear that theyre very lightThe take out a little for the stateA little more for uncle samHow can I ever catch upAnd get myself out of this jamYes, I think Ill move to the jungleMove way out in the woodsYes, because the way things are here nowWell, I aint doin myself no goodI go to town on saturdayJust to pay my billsI better make it earlyOr the collector will come where I liveI got to church on a sundayI get on my knees to prayPreacher takes up collectionAnd say brother what will you payI think Ill move to the jungleMove way out in the woodsYes, because the way things are here nowWell, I aint doin myself no good