Big Maceo - Tought Luck Blues Lyrics
It's too badThings are going so tough with meIt's too badThings are going so tough with meI'm blue and disgustedAs any poor man could beI used to have a carAn it was painted white an blackI used to have a carAn he was painted white an blackI couldn't keep up the paymentsAn the man, he took it backI used to smoke cigarsThe very best in townBut bad luck an troubleIs bound to tear me downIt's too badThings are going so tough with meI guess I go back to my plowAnd start hollerin' (*whoa, haw, gee)'Play 'em for me boy, play 'em for me'(piano)'You know my gal quit me''I'm sho' in hard luck''Get it and get it good, now''Yes, I know''I have so much trouble'The women that I'm lovin'Is followed me all aroundI can tell by her actionShe 'bout to put me downIt's too badThings are goin' so tough with meYou have heard my storyPeoples, what'ch you think a me?~*Whoa, haw, geeMules and horses: whoa=stopHaw=go left, gee=go right.