B.b. King - Worry, Worry, Worry (Live) lyrics

Worry, worry, worry, worry is all I can do Oh, worry, worry, worry, baby, worry is all I can do Oh, my life is so miserable, baby Baby, and it's all on account of you You hurt me so bad, baby, when you said we were through Oh, you hurt me, you know you hurt me so bad, baby When you said we were through Oh, but I would rather be dead, baby Than to be here so alone and blue Someday baby, oh, someday baby Oh, someday baby, oh, oh, oh, oh, yes Oh, someday baby Ladies, I said ladies, "Ladies, if you got a man And the man don't do like you think he should Don't you hurt him? I said, don't you hurt him Man happens to be God's gift to women" So, ladies you must know that the man is already grown So you can't raise him over again So, the thing to do is throw your arms around him Hold him close to you, look him straight in the eyes And then you tell him, you tell him You say, "Now baby, you been messing up But I know you gonna do me better" And when he look at you as if he wanna know when Then you tell him,"Someday baby" And if it seem like he's a little hard of hearing Or not paying you much attention or something Do like you ladies normally do, put your hands on your hip And then you say it again, ow He have to be a mighty hard hearted person To not to listen to you But I don't think it's fair to just talk to the ladies I think I should say a few words to the men too So, fellas, I said fellas "Fellas, if you got a woman And the lady don't do like you think she should Don't you be goin' upside of her head now" You know what I'm talkin' about Don't you be beatin' on her The judge says, much cheaper if you don't beat her And you see if you hurt her, you only do one thing I said, you hurt her, you only do one thing You make her a little smarter And she won't let you catch her the next time So, the thing to do is throw your arms around the pretty little thing Now, listen to me, listen to me I don't care if she weigh thirty-two and a half pounds wet Or five hundred and fifty pounds on her feet If she's your lady and you dig her, then she's your pretty little thing And then you tell her You say, "Baby, baby, I don't care what they say about you In the next block, your my old lady and I dig you Let 'em talk, let 'em say what they want to say" And fellas, you must know too that the ladies God bless their sweet little souls Ladies happen to be God's gift to man too, fellas You all agreed? You better say it because your wife is listening But is one more thing I must say to you fellas Just one more thing, don't be too proud to beg I said don't be too proud to beg, if you have to fall on your knees To let your woman know that you love her, go on down there I can see some of you cats got dirty minds in the place this evening What I'm tryin' to say Ladies love to hear their men say, "Baby I love you" Don't you ladies? I said ladies love to hear their men say, "Baby I love you" Don't you ladies? So fellas, tell your lady that you love her She might think you're lying though Tell your lady that you love her Even if you are lying But seriously speaking, when I goof When I goof, I usually slide up to my woman And I look straight at her, I have to get my look first I usually say, I look like a little puppy Begging for that last bone you been holding out on I look straight at her and I say "Baby, please forgive me, honey" And then I wait a few minutes and see how she'll take it And then I say "Baby, please forgive me, honey" And then I stand back far enough So that when she swing, I can duck And then I say, "Baby, honey You know when I goofed last week, I was high" If she let me get away with that Then I look at her real pitiful like this Say, "Baby, honey, you know when you're high Don't count" And then I tell her, I say "If you forgive me honey I'm gonna do better" And when she look at me as if she wanna know when Then I tell her, "Someday baby"