Match Box Blues-Albert King

Match Box Blues - Albert King Now, this tune here should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is, is remember back home, you know what I mean When you was sitting out behind the house Or practicing on your own guit feble Tryin' to get things together And you couldn't make in up your mind You kinda half-way knew what you wanted to do But, but you didn't have it all together, you know But you didn't know you wanted to travel Ain't that right! Yeah, I remember them days real good I know Didn't have really many clothes I didn't know nobody to call, to sing for you So you had to get out there in no time You know, so You don't make no tiffanies, you say, "I'm goin' And I know I got a great time, but I'm goin' anyway" Whatever happens, what happens? Whatever happens, I gotta pay my dues somewhere Listen Dreamed that I was lucky But I woke up cold in hand, yeah Hey, I dreamed that I was lucky, darlin' But I woke up cold in hand, yeah, yeah I dreamed I had you all by myself But now I know you found you another man, yeah Oh, that's why I wonderin' Will a matchbox hold my clothes? Hey, sometimes I wonder, darlin' Will a matchbox hold my clothes? Yeah, yeah You know I haven't got so many But I got so far to go, yeah Yes, you got a good woman You better pin her to your side, yeah Hey, if you gotta good lady, fellow You better pin'er up to your side, yeah, yeah Because if she flag my train, buddy I'm bound to let her ride well Oh, that's why I wonder Will a matchbox hold my clothes? Hey, sometimes I wonder, darlin' Will a matchbox hold my clothes? Yeah, yeah You know I haven't got so many But I got so far to go, yeah, ain't that right? I see you might do something with it I hope so Yeah, take it You know, fix it like it you want