Lord, I wonder what did I do wrong
How long must I be your slave
Oh, bad luck, oh, bad luck
Anywhere I play, they wanna know what I'm putting down
Won't let me be, keeps following me
I asked bad luck this morning
Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck
I'm gonna ride you to your grave"
Hey, bad luck, oh, bad luck
In my moving around, I've played all over the world
Keeps following me, won't let me be
Yeah, bad luck, oh, bad luck
And just about every town
My wife left me in Maine
I broke both of my arms in Utah
They [Incomprehensible]
Keeps following me, won't let me be
Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck
You know they kicked me out of Kansas City
I asked bad luck this morning
He said, "I've left you in your cradle"
Oh, my house burned down in Boston
Keeps following me, won't, let me be
He said, "I've left you in your cradle
They shot me at San Antone
While I catch me a fast freight train
Boy, I'm gonna ride you to your grave"
"How long must I be your slave?"
