B.B. King Follow

Ive had my fun if I dont get well no more
Ive had my fun, people, if I dont get well no more
My heath is fallin on me
Yes, and Im going down slow

I want you to write my mother and tell her the shape Im in
Oh, please write my mother, tell her the shape Im in
I want you tell her to pray for me, people
Well, to forgive for my sins

On that next train south, mother
You can look for my clothes on
On that next train south, mother
You can look for my clothes on

Yes, I had my fun, mother, this is all in prayers
Yes, I had my fun, people, mother, this is all in prayers
Yes, if you dont see this old body, mother
You know Im gone out of this world somewhere