Barbecue Bob - Bad Time Blues lyrics

Bad time are fallin' me, tell the world the panic is on Bad times are fallin' me, tell the world the panic is on I feel so disgusted, all the good times done gone Everybody is crying, they can't get a break Everybody is crying, they can't get a break Tell me, what's the matter, everything seems too late When you hear me howlin', then you know something's going on wrong When you hear me howlin', then you know something's wrong Bad time has got me, 't's why I sing this song I can't make a nickel, I'm flat as I can be I can't make a nickel, I'm flat as I can be Some people say money is talkin', but it won't say a word to me I ain't had a paycheck since the devil was a boy I ain't had a paycheck since the devil was a boy And if I get a real job, I'd pa** out with joy Bad times are fallin' me, I can't get a gal Bad times are fallin' me, I can't get a gal You know gals cost money, when she'll be your pal Bad times are fallin' me, baby needs some shoes Bad times are fallin' me, baby needs some shoes I've had enough hangin' around, keep me singin' Bad Time Blues