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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Willie McTell
Willie McTell
Künstler:in
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Willie McTell
Willie McTell
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

But it's Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lordy Lord, Lord, Lord, Lordy Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Feel like a broke down engine, mama
Ain't got no drivin' wheel
Feel like a broke down engine, darlin'
Ain't got no drivin' wheel
Y'all been down and lonesome
You know exactly how a good man feels
Woman, I've been shooting craps and gambling
Good girl, and I swear I got broke
I've been shooting craps and gambling, mama
Baby, and I done got broke
I done pawned my mean '45, good girl
And all my ready clothes and silk
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lordy Lord, Lord, Lord, Lordy Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
I even went down to my praying ground
Dropped down on my bended knees
I went down to my praying ground
Fell on bended knees
Lord, I'm not crying for no religion
Sweetheart, give me back my good girl, please
Lord, if you give me my baby
I really won't worry and grieve no more
If you just give me my baby
Lord, I won't grieve and worry no more
You ain't got to put her in my house
Good Lordy, only lead her up to my door
But Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lordy Lord, Lord, Lord, Lordy Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Written by: Willie McTell
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