Ray Charles

Ray Charles - If It Wasn't For Bad Luck

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Wait a minute, Jimmy, look here

I'm listenin'

As I was wakin' up this mornin'

Well well

Oh Lord, you know I felt pretty good, Yes I did

I began to stretch and yawn

What for Ray?

Just to see if I could

I can dig it

All at once I got a funny feelin'

That something around here was goin on wrong


So you know what I did Jimmy?


I got up and I began to look all around for my baby

Was that it?

That was it, you know the woman had packed up and gone

Oh lord

That's why I say if everybody went to heaven

Hey-ey-ey, I believe I'd miss the call

But you see if it wasn't for bad luck,

Trying to tell you son if it wasn't for bad luck, now now

Oh, oh, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Would you believe I wouldn't have no luck at all

Looka here Ray, you think your luck is bad?

Listen ta what happen to me


Now listen now

Got a tip on a horse someone gave me, hey hey


Pawned my last suit to make the bet

No you didn't

Yes I did

Put every dime I had on him, ah


Listen, you know he ain't showed up yet

Oh! Tell ya I got so disgusted now


Said I'll go back home and sleep some more

Now that seem like the right thing to do

But by the time I got back to my room

Are you listenin' Ray?

Yeah yeah, I'm payin' attention

You know the landlord had padlocked my door

Why that dirty . . .

Tell ya a slow horse and a fast woman

Hey hey hey lord they sure did let me fall

That's why I say ah

If it wasn't for bad luck sugar now

Hey if it wasn't for bad luck y'all

Oh! I wouldn't have no luck at all

Oh Ray, listen, I wouldn't have no luck at all

Huh-Yep. But wait a minute, you ain't heard nothin' yet

Let me tell you what happened

Tell me about it

I decided I'd go out walkin'

Say what?

Um-hm. And you know even that failed

Now how can a walk fail, Ray?

Because some man snatched a woman's pocketbook way across town

Say what?

Yeah, and uh guess who they put in jail?

Do tell, do tell

Jimmy, I just can't understand it

I know what you mean

I know there's got to be some kind of explanation

There's got to be, there's got to be

Lord, lord, lord, lord I ain't done nothing wrong

So tell me why I'm doing two years probation

Man I don't know, I got the same trouble

They got me having to walk a chump line

Say what?

Oh, with my, with my back up against a wall

That's tough, Ray

That's why if it wasn't for bad luck sugar

Oh I tell everybody if it wasn't for bad luck now now

I believe, I believe I would have no luck at all

I just wouldn't have no luck at all

Looka here Ray, let me tell you something


Now you know, you know about this here


You know I was sittin' home one evening,


I didn't have a thing to do

Yeah, that's happened to me sometimes

So I thought I'd go out dancin', you know

Yeah, yeah

And do a little of that boogaloo

I, I kinda like that myself

Finally, I got myself a partner, now


But old Ray, wouldn't you know

Mm-hm, somthing musta happened bad

Some man said, "You got my woman, boy"

Uh oh

And he stood about seven foot four

Oops! Oops!

As they walked away I stood there

Feeling kinda sad and kinda small

That's why I say

If it wasn't for bad luck sugar

[whoa, if it wasn't for bad luck, y'all now

hey, hey, hey, we'd have no luck at all]

Hey now

Yeah, I say we would have no luck at all

Jimmy, I want you to tell me about that seven foot four

What did you do!

Well Ray, anytime a man is seven foot four

and you messin' with his woman, it's time for you to go

Oh yeah?

Lord have mercy

I, I, I, I can understand it, it made you feel like you wanna holler a little bit

Made me feel like I wanna


Yeah man, when I run into that situation, makes me wanna cry a little

bit like this


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