Album: Ol’ Savannah
(Johnson)

Take that ball and chain, it ain’t nothing but a curse
I ain’t got nothing to gain, baby, I knew that from the first time we met
You ain’t nothing but a bad luck lady
And I just want to quench my raging thirst

It’s a long way from Memphis when you’re dragging that dead weight
I’m going out of my mind, baby, with this feeling that I just can’t shake
You ain’t nothing but a bad luck lady
You done took all there was to take

Oh, I love you so much
My heart’s bleeding through my shirt
I find there’s nothing worse
In the whole wide universe
Oh, I’m smoking countless cigarettes
I gotta put them out in the dirt
You ain’t nothing but a bad luck lady
Oh, Lord, won’t you save my dying soul

It hurts me when you walk, and it hurts when you shake that thing
It hurts to hear you talk, baby, to the point where I can’t even think
You ain’t nothing but a bad luck lady
And I can’t seem to do a doggone thing

You give me that ball and chain, tie it around my neck
I’d kindly be your slave, baby, if I thought that that could keep you in check
You ain’t nothing but a bad luck lady
Oh, Lord, won’t you save my dying soul