All The King's Horses - Luther Allison

All the king's horses

All the farmer's mules

They can't even stop you

From giving me the blues

That's wrong

Little girl you are wrong

You got my mind messed up darling

You're gonna make me leave our happy home

All the truck drivers you know

All the taxi drivers that take you to the town

All the men you meet in the streets

I'm the only one that didn't let you down

That's wrong baby

Little girl that's wrong

You got my mind messed up baby

You gonna miss me when I'm gone

Whatca doing out there baby

Don't you know that's wrong

One morning you'll come home

And I'll be gone

Going back home

Way down in Arkansas

You know we got troubles baby

But I ain't gonna get in trouble with the law

I won't get in no trouble with no law baby

I'm in trouble with you babe

I guess it's because of what you do

Whoah baby I feel I'm in trouble with you

Going back home

Way back down in Arkansas

Said I got in trouble with you darling

But I swear I won't get in trouble with the law

I'm gonna get outa here