B.b. King - Jungle lyrics

I may go and move to the jungle now Way out in the woods Yes, I think I'll move to the jungle people Move way out in the woods Yes, because the way things are here now Well, I ain't doin' myself no good I work hard everyday From Monday to Friday night The wages that they pay me I swear that they're very light The take out a little for the state A little more for Uncle Sam How can I ever catch up And get myself out of this jam Yes, I think I'll move to the jungle Move way out in the woods Yes, because the way things are here now Well, I ain't doin' myself no good I go to town on Saturday Just to pay my bills I better make it early Or the collector will come where I live I got to church on a Sunday I get on my knees to pray Preacher takes up collection And say brother what will you pay I think I'll move to the jungle Move way out in the woods Yes, because the way things are here now Well, I ain't doin' myself no good