You say you're gettin' old, Lord, older every day You say you're gettin' old, yeah, you say you're gettin' older every day Now you ain't but fifty, oh Lord, boy you shouldn't feel that way
Now when you get so old, you can't work at no mill Yeah, when you get so old, Lord boy you can't work at no mill Now don't you make no date, oh Lord buddy that you can't fill
Now if your luck don't change, boy don't you be sad Yeah, if your luck don't change, now buddy don't you be sad Now you really gotta learn Lord to take the good now with the bad
Now when you get old, and your good girl don't want you around Oh Lord, when you get old, and your good girl don't want you around Now you know you done run out of commission, ooh boy I declare you are poorhouse bound
Now don't laugh buddy, Lord it nobody's downfall Oh Lord, don't laugh buddy, I mean it nobody's downfall Because if your woman would check up on you, ooh Lord she put another mule in your stall
It was late, one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, it was late one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Yeah, I went lookin' for my baby Lord, but she was not around
The wind started howlin' And the rain begin to fall Yeah, the wind started howlin' Lord, and the rain begin to fall Yes, if my baby had-a known how much I loved her She wouldn't never left me at all
Her picture is still on my dresser And her gown is on my bed Yes, her picture's on my dresser Lord, and her gown is on my bed Lord, I'm just sittin' here wonderin' is my baby livin' Lord, or is my little baby dead
She left home one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, she left home one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Lord, I know it's somethin' wrong 'Cause my baby can't be found
Now every Saturday evenin' After the sun go down Every Saturday evenin' I get these blues as blue can be Lord, we three was so happy My wife and my guitar and me
If you?ve got any money, Boy walk right in Don?t be scared cuz it ain?t no sin Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
Ah if you want to do something A justified livlihood Put your money on the wood boy That makes bettin? good Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
This little game is called ?Chuck-a-luck?
The more you put down boy The less you pick up Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now you just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
Now you just keep on a-bettin? That the dice don?t pass This one is gonna catch ya boy Yes yes yes Just roll them bones Yes roll them bones Now just roll them bones Don?t you love greed?
It was late, one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, it was late one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Yeah, I went lookin' for my baby Lord, but she was not around
The wind started howlin' And the rain begin to fall Yeah, the wind started howlin' Lord, and the rain begin to fall Yes, if my baby had-a known how much I loved her She wouldn't never left me at all
Her picture is still on my dresser And her gown is on my bed Yes, her picture's on my dresser Lord, and her gown is on my bed Lord, I'm just sittin' here wonderin' is my baby livin' Lord, or is my little baby dead
She left home one Saturday evenin' After the sun went down Yes, she left home one Saturday evenin' Lord, after the sun went down Lord, I know it's somethin' wrong 'Cause my baby can't be found
Now every Saturday evenin' After the sun go down Every Saturday evenin' I get these blues as blue can be Lord, we three was so happy My wife and my guitar and me