Lyrics B.B. King – Mean Old Frisco

That mean ole, mean ole Frisco
And that long train, the Santa Fe
That mean ole, mean ole Frisco
And that long train, the Santa Fe

I ain’t got no, I ain’t got nobody here
I ain’t got no, I ain’t got nobody here
Well, if I don’t hear from her soon
I think I’ll leave myself

Oh, I wonder
Do she ever think of me?
Yes, I wonder
Do my baby think of me?
Well, she should be worried
And should hurry back home to me

Well, if you see my baby
Tell her I need her bad
Oh, if you see my baby
Tell her I need her bad
Well, since she left me
Seems I’ve lost every friend I have

I’ve been tryin’ not to worry
And tryin’ to do the best I can
I’ve been tryin’ not to worry
And tryin’ to do the best I can
But now since she’s gone
I’m a lonely lonely man