All The King's Horses

All the king's horses All the farmer's mules They can't even stop you From givin' me the blues That's wrong Little girl you are wrong You got my mind messed up darlin' You're gonna make me leave our happy home All the truck drivers you know All the taxi drivers that take you to the town All the men you meet in the streets I'm the only one that didn't let you down That's wrong baby Little girl that's wrong You got my mind messed up baby You gonna miss me when I'm gone Whatca doing out there baby Don't you know that's wrong One morning you'll come home And I'll be gone Goin' back home Way down in Arkansas You know we got troubles baby But I ain't gonna get in trouble with the law I won't get in no trouble with no law baby I'm in trouble with you babe I guess it's because of what you do Whoah baby I feel I'm in trouble with you Goin' back home Way back down in Arkansas Said I got in trouble with you darlin' But I swear I won't get in trouble with the law I'm gonna get outa here --- All the King's Horses - Luther Allison