Worn Out Engine Blues

歌詞

Whoa-ho-ho-ho Lordy-Lord, ah-ha, what more can I do? Whoa-ho-ho Lordy, babe, now, what more can I do? I'm in love with you, lyin' little woman, but I can't get along with you Says, my babe's got a little engine, and I call it my Ford machine Say, my baby got a little engine, I call it my little Ford machine If your generator ain't bad, baby, Great God, you must be burnin' bad gasoline Says, I stepped on your starter, Great God, and your motor turned over slow Says, I stepped on your starter, babe, Great God, and your motor turn over slow If you ain't gettin' your right spark, little woman, Great God, call on Blind Boy Fuller for more Say, they call me a blacksmith, mam', and sometime a mechanic, too Say, they call me a blacksmith, mam', sometime and I'm mechanic, too If my work you okay, little woman, Great God, you know it will have to do Says, I called up in Chicago, I couldn't find my little woman over there Says, I called up in Chicago, couldn't find my baby nowhere I'm gwine take a trip over in Chiny, Great God, see can I find my gal over there Says, now, I'm lonesome here, mama, Great God, I feel lonesome everywhere Says, I'm lonesome here, babe, Great God, I feel lonesome everywhere When I get in my woman's arms, Great God, I can't feel lonesome there