Brokedown Engine Songtext
von Peter Case

Well I′m a broke down engine mama
Ain't got no driving wheel
I′m a broke down engine mama
Ain't got no driving wheel
If you've ever been down and lonesome
You know how I feel

Well I′ve been shooting craps and gambling mama
And I done got rolled
Well I′ve been shooting craps and gambling mama
And I done got rolled
I pawned my pistol and my best suit
Of clothes I sold

Well I went down to my praying ground
Got down on my bended knee
Well I went down to my praying ground
Got down on my bended knee
Pretty Lord above send my baby back home to me


Well if you send me back my baby
I won't trouble you no more
If you send me back my baby
I won′t trouble you no more
I don't need her in my house
If you just lead her to my door

Lordy Lord, Lordy Lordy Lord
Lordy Lord, Lordy Lordy Lord

Well I′m a broke down engine
Ain't got no whip on my bell
I′m a broke down engine mama
Ain't got no whip on my bell
It takes a real good loving
To drive away daddy's weeping spell

Well I′m a broke down engine
Ain′t got no driving arm
I'm a broke down engine mama
Ain′t got no driving arm
I really love you baby
Love to see you do the Georgia Crawl

Oh yeah
I said Lordy Lord, Lordy Lordy Lord
Lordy Lord