Feel like a broke down engine mama, Lord my driving wheel Feel like a broken down engine mama, Lord my driving wheel Got me all tied up and lonesome, you know exactly how it makes a good man feel
I've been shooting craps and gambling, mama I believe I done got broke Been shooting craps and gambling, woman I believe I done got broke Had a poor mean forty four, man I'm already closing so
Man I went down to my praying ground and I felt down on my knees Went down to my praying ground, Lord I fell down on my knees I ain't trying for no religion, won't you bring me back my good gal please
If you just send me my baby, won't have to worry and cry no more If you just send up my baby man, Lord I won't have to worry and cry no more Don't have to bring to my house, Lord won't you leave her up at my doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
