Feel like a broke down engine, mama   Ain't got no drivin' wheel, lord have mercy   Feel like a broke down engine, mama   Ain't got no drivin' wheel   You all been down and lonley   You know just how Willie McTell feels      But it's, Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord   Lordy Lord , Lordy, Lordy Lord      I've been shooting craps and gambling   Good God, and I done got broke   I've been shooting craps and gambling   Sweet mama, and I done got broke   I done pawned my 33 special, good gal   And my clothes been sold      I even went down in my praying ground   Dropped down on bended knees   I went down to my praying ground   And dropped on bended knees   I ain't crying for no religion   Lordy, give me back my good girl please      But it's Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord   Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord, Lord, Lordy Lord      If you give me my baby   Lord, I won't worry you no more   If you give me my baby   Lord, I won't worry you no more   You ain't got to put her in my house   Lordy, only lead her to my door      Lordy, Lord      Don't you hear me, baby   Knocking on your door?   Don't you hear your daddy, mama   Knocking on your door?   Can?t I get out singing, living 'n' tapping   Flatting, slip right across your floor      Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord   Lordy, Lordy Lord