(originally by B.B. King)
Three days of snow in Birmingham
Thought you would wonder where I am
Rang our number all night long
It’s no comfort on the telephone
Ran out and caught a midnight flight
Thought a little love would make everything all right
The landlord said you moved away
And left me all of your bills to pay
Look out baby, you might have made your move too soon
Left me with a Keno card
This life in Vegas sure ain’t hard
I ran it up to about fifty grand
Cashed it in and held it in my hand
That kind of word can get around
And make a lost love come up found
I hear you knocking baby at my door
But you ain’t living here no more
It’s too bad
I think you made your move too soon
I’ve been from Spain to Tokyo
From Africa to Ohio
I never tried to make the news
I’m just a man who sing the blues
I take my lovin’ everywhere
I come back, and they still care
One love ahead
One love behind
One in my arms and one on my mind
It’s one thing baby
I never make my move too soon
Come on, baby
I’ve been from Spain to Tokyo
From Africa to Ohio
I never try to make the news
I’m just a man who sing the blues
I take my lovin’ everywhere
I come back and they still care
One love ahead. One love behind
One in my arms, one on my mind
And it’s one thing
I never make my move too soon
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it
Yeah
I never make my move too soon
Do it, do it
I never make my move too soon
Do it, do it…
Other lyrics by Joe Bonamassa:
Breakthrough
Oh, I’m headed for a breakthrough I see it all Gonna take me a hammer Knock down the walls Every stone I chip away I think of you I’m headed for a …
Broken Record
I’ve walked the line Promises kept and my troubles behind I’ve spent the time Upon reflections of my days gone by Now, I’ve been lost on this road for …
Drive By The Exit Sign
Daydreaming we were out ’til the morning light Not a care in the world, couldn’t even pick a fight But I’m out here on the interstate in Tennessee …
Ghetto Woman
(originally by B.B. King) She’s a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home Oh poor ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home She’s just a ghetto woman …
How Blue Can You Get
(originally by B.B. King) I’ve been down hearted baby Ever since the day we met You know I’ve been down hearted baby Ever since the day we met Our love is …