Written by Booker T. Jones and William Bell, this timeless classic focuses on the guitar playing style of Albert King who also originally recorded the song in 1967.
Lyrics
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all
Hard luck and trouble
My only friend
Been on my own since the age of ten
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all
I can't read
I can barely write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck
If it wasn't for real bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all
Wine and women
All I crave
A big legged woman gonna carry me to my grave
Born under a bad sign
I've been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck
I wouldn't have no luck at all