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Feel like a broke down engine Mama, Lord my driving wheel
Feel like a broken down engine Mama, Lord my driving wheel
Got me all tied up and lonesome
You know exactly how it makes a good man feel
I've been shooting craps and gambling, Mama, I believe I done got broke
Been shooting craps and gambling, woman, I believe I done got broke
Had a poor mean forty four, man and I'm already closing so
Man I went down to my praying ground and I felt down on my knees
Went down to my praying ground, Lord I fell down on my knees
I ain't trying for no religion, won't you bring me back my good gal please
If you just send me my baby, won't have to worry and cry no more
If you just send up my baby man
Lord I won't have to worry and cry no more
Don't have to bring it to my house, Lord won't you leave her up at my door
- Album:
- The Greatest Classic Country, Vol.1
- Remembrance 1
- Gangster Of Love: The Essential Early Years
- Step Back
- Roots
- The Johnny Winter Anthology
- Live Bootleg Series Volume 4
- Johnny Winter: The Woodstock Experience
- Live Bootleg Series Vol. 5
- Live Bootleg Series Volume 3
- Live Bootleg Series Volume 2
- Miscellaneous
- Live Bootleg Series, Vol. 7 (Remastered Recording)
- Live Bootleg Series, Vol. 3 (Remastered Recording)
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- Live in America 1978
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- Setlist: The Very Best of Johnny Winter LIVE
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