B.b. King Goin` Down Slow Lyrics

Goin` Down Slow Lyrics

Alright, alright.

Thank you so much ladies and gentlemen right here,

right here I want to tell you a little story.

This is about a country
boy from down home.

This young man has never been north before.

I
want you to listen to me, I got something to tell you.



He heard
about Chicago.

He worked hard over here, made all of that money, 800
dollars.

After caring for his crop, he called his cousin in Chicago,

and he said, "Cousin, I'm on my way".

He picked all of that cotton.

I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B. King you know.

So
when he get to Chicago, his cousin meet him and bring him out to the club.

He said, "Set him up!", cous's payin' for.

Had all the go-go girls set
up, waitin' up.

They carried him downtown and put him up in one of the
pleasure hotels.

They brought him back out and said, "Set him up!",
cous's payin' for.

His money got a little lighter, they lured him out
from the Lute and brought him down to Robert's.

And then he said, "Set
him up!", cous's payin' for.

And then the 800 dollars, bein' more money
then my man had ever had, began to run out.

Then they moved him out and
put him down with the ...

And then, ladies and gentlemen, the go-go girls
would get fewer.

His friends was fewer.

All his buddies are startin'
passin' him on the other side of the street.

And then it happened all his
buddies were gone.

And my man knew only one thing to do, it was getting
cold there, like it is today,

you know what I'm talking about.

He
went down to the railroad yard,

and one of the few ladies that had helped
him to spent his money, came by to see him.

And she said "You fool!, you
fool!", I wouldn't have spend your money, but the rest of them was spending
your money so I decided to spend my portion too, you know.

But ladies,
God bless 'em, wonderful something's aren't they?.

They always like to
feel like they're needed, and she knew my man needed her bad.

He gotten
sick, he's layin' down there under the boxcar.

Couldn't read so well, so
you know if he couldn't read so well, he couldn't write too well,

you
know what I'm talkin' about?

So this is a letter back down home, I know
what I'm talkin' about.

It go like this:



I've had my fun,
whoah, if I don't get well no more

Whoah, I've had my fun, people, ooh,
if I don't get well no more

Yes, my health is faillin' on me now,
people

Ooh, and I'm goin', goin' down slow



Yes, tell my
mother, people, please tell her the shape I'm in

Ooh yes, tell my people,
mother, tell her the shape I'm in

Tell her to pray for me, people, ooh, to
forgive, people, my sins



Oohooh mother, mother I live alone with my
prayers

Ooh, tell my mother, people, tell her this is all in prayers

Yes, if you don't see this old body, mother

Hey, you know I'm out in
the world somewhere