B.B. King » Bad Luck Soul

I want to go home but i ain't got sufficient clothes
Doggone my bad luck soul
I ain't got no money and my job's done closed
I would call that old woman but i'm afraid that she may explode

My wife done quit me, my girlfriend too
Doggone my bad luck soul
I ain't got nobody and i don't know what to do
They say things will get better but i don't believe it's true

I thought i had friends but they all disappeared
Doggone my bad luck soul
Everything i do people, everything i do seems to be wrong
It wouldn't be so bad if i knew i had a home