Текст B.B. King – Worst Thing In My Life
Текст:
Yes, it was the worst thing in my life, the worst thing I ever witnessed to
Yes, it was the worst thing in my life, the worst thing I ever witnessed to
When the woman that I loved, when she said we were really through
Take it easy baby, lots of things come before we part
Yes, lots of those little things you’re doing
I want to know if you’re doing them, because you think you’re so smart
I don’t say that you won’t leave me, but think of the shape you’ll be in
I don’t say that you won’t leave me, but think of the shape you’ll be in
I want to know you’ll hate that you ever met me, and you’ll hate the day that we began
Why should you ‘cuse me, baby, without me giving you a cause
Why should you ‘cuse me, baby, without me giving you a cause
I know I’ve been good to you, baby, as if I was a Santa Claus
You don’t think much of your life, to put yourself in a spot
You don’t think much of your life, to put yourself in a spot
When the people see me clowning, they all wonder what you got
