Tough Luck Lyrics by Robert Lee McCoy

Tough Luck Lyrics

    Tough Luck Trk 1 3:03
    Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob & Robert Nighthawk)
    (Robert McCoy)
    Recorded: Aurora, Illinois - Leland Hotel Wed May 5th, 1937
    Robert Lee McCoy - vocals and guitar
    with Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica and Joe Williams - guitar.
    Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1939
    1997 Bluebird RCA #67416-2




    Now, got in tough luck
    All my people they're dead an gone
    Now, got in tough luck
    All my people they're dead an gone
    An I haven't got any money
    No place to call my home

    When a man gets in tough luck
    Nobody wants him 'round
    When a man gets in tough luck
    Nobody wants him 'round
    If ya haven't got any money
    There is no friend to be found

    When a man got alots a-money
    He'll have friends at ev'ry house
    When a man got alots a-money
    He'll have friends at ev'ry house
    But if he haven't got any money
    He'll be treated like a cat wit'out a mouse

    'Ooh, step on it'

    (guitar & harmonica)

    'Play that thing, boy, play that'

    'My fever's a hundred an sixty below zero'

    Now when I got in tough luck
    My pig meat didn't treat me right
    When I got in tough luck
    My pig meat didn't treat me right
    But why should I worry about a pig meat?
    Sleepin' with an old hog ev'ry night

    So, when I get outta this tough luck
    I'm goin' to leave your home
    When I get outta this tough luck
    I'm goin' to leave your home
    Because you treats me mean
    You know you done me wrong.

    ~

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