Blind Willie McTell - Broke Down Engine

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel
You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels

Been shooting craps and gambling, mama, and I done got broke
Been shooting craps and gambling, mama, and I done got broke
I done pawned my pistol, baby, my best clothes been sold

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord,
Lordy, Lord

I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees
I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees
I ain't crying for no religion, Lord, give me back my good girl please

If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more
Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more
Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord,
Lordy, Lord

Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door?
Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door?
Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all
What make me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia crawl

Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell
If you're a real hot mama, come take away daddy's weeping spell