Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Luck

Well, my bad is falling, falling down like rain
Bad is falling, falling down like rain
No what I do, seems like my luck wont never change

I felt lucky, my luck was running slow
The hand I caught four aces
And the police broke down the

I said, "Lord, Lord, what can a boy do?"
Well, aint it bad when you make no money
Seems like all the bad breaks come to you

Yeah, I got home morning
She was looking kinda
She said, dont come in,
Daddy, unless you got some

And I said, "Lord, Lord, can a poor boy do?"
Well, aint it tough you cant make no money
Without your woman her back on you

now, I asked my woman for some dinner
She looked at me a fool
She said, Im playing checkers,
And I think its turn to move

I said, "Oh, Lord, what can a boy do?"
Yes, its bad you cant make no money
And your woman her back on you