The Best of Albert King

To nothin' but the four walls And then ya find your phone been disconnected You can't even make no call Ya hung out for your baby, oh, an'she's not there You look in the closet, buddy, an'you find it's all bare Oh, that's what the blues is people Tha

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Sky Is Crying - Live - Albert King The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street The sky is cryin', look at the tears roll down the street I been lookin' for my baby, yeah, an' I wonder where can she be I saw my baby early one mornin', an

I went to work this mo'nin' My foreman looked me in the eye He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya, But you look sick enough to die" He sent me to the company doctor And he examined from head to toe "Whatever's wrong with ya, you