We Can't Make It Songtext
von B.B. King

Yes, we can′t make it, baby
We can't last another year
Oh, we can′t make it, baby
Can't last another year
Well, I try to treat you kind, baby
But seems like you got the wrong idea


Oh, I give you all of my money, baby
To buy those real fine clothes
Oh, I give you all of my money, woman
To buy those real fine clothes
Well, I bought you a home to live in, baby
And now you're tryin′ to put old me outdoors

Yes, when I first met you, baby
Baby, I′d be thrown out in the street
Hey, I first met you, baby
Baby, been thrown out in the street
Well, I put clothes on your back, baby
You know I put shoes on your feet


Ah, it seems like to me, baby
Since you got your feet up off the ground
Yeah, it seems like to me, baby
Since you got your feet up off the ground
Yeah, you're a real big-shot woman now, baby
You don′t want old me around