jungle

b.b. king

i may go and move to the jungle now

way out in the woods

yes

i think i'll move to the jungle people

move way out in the woods

yes

because the way things are here now

well

i ain't doin' myself no good

i work hard everyday

from monday to friday night

the wages that they pay me

i swear that they're very light

the take out a little for the state

a little more for uncle sam

how can i ever catch up

and get myself out of this jam

yes

i think i'll move to the jungle

move way out in the woods

yes

because the way things are here now

well

i ain't doin' myself no good

i go to town on saturday

just to pay my bills

i better make it early

or the collector will come where i live

i got to church on a sunday

i get on my knees to pray

preacher takes up collection

and say brother what will you pay

i think i'll move to the jungle

move way out in the woods

yes

because the way things are here now

well

i ain't doin' myself no good

Full Lyrics: jungle - b.b. king