Howlin' Wolf [기타]

Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
Well I'm a poor boy, long way from home.
No spending money in my pocket, no spare meat on my bone.

Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Now, people ask me, "what does a poor boy do?"
Poor boy sews patches on his clothes,
Stuffs newspaper in his shoes.

I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from.
I got so many friends in Chicago,
Place just can't do me no harm.

It could be a spoonsful of diamonds,
Could be a spoonful of gold,
Just a little spoon of your precious love,
Satisfies my soul.

Men lies about little,
Some of them cries about little,
Some of them dies about little,
Everything fight about little spoonful.

It could be a spoonful of coffee,
Could be a spoonful of tea,
But a little spoon of your precious love,
Good enough for me.

Men lies about that,
Some of them dies about that,
Some of them cries about that,
But everything fight about that spoonful.

That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful.

It could be a spoonsful of water,
Saved from the deserts sand,
But one spoon of them fortifies.
Save you from another man.

Men lies about that,
Some of them cries about that,
Some of them dies about that,
Everybody fightin' about that spoonful.

That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful.