B.B. King

B.B. King - Sitting On Top Of The World lyrics

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It rained five days Lord and the clouds turned as dark 
as night
It rained five days and the clouds turned as dark as 
night
Lord that was really enough trouble to make a poor man 
wonder where in the world to go

I got up one morning, poor me I couldn't get even get 
out of my door
I got up one morning, poor me I couldn't get even get 
out of my door
Lord that was really enough trouble to make a poor man 
wonder where in the world to go

Now they rowed a little boat just about five miles 
across the farm
Yeah they rowed a little boat down about five miles 
Lord I packed up all of my clothes and throwed them in 
and I declare they rowed poor old Bill along

Then I went and I stood up on a high, high old lonesome 
hill
Yes I went and I stood up on a high, high old lonesome 
hill
Lord and all I could do was look down on the house baby 
where I used to live

Now it thundered and it lightnin'd, Lord and the wind, 
wind began to blow
Now it thundered and it lightnin'd, Lord and the wind, 
wind began to blow
Lord there was thousands and thousands of poor people 
at that time didn't have no place to go

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