Things Bout Coming My Way
Tampa Red

{c: Same tune as Robert Johnson's Come On In My Kitchen}

Lost all my money, ain't got a dime,
Giving up this whole world, leaving it behind,
But after all my hard travelling, things about coming my way.

When I was sick, down on my bed,
My friends forgot me, thought I was dead,
But after all my hard travelling, things about coming my way.

Boys ain't it hard, when you ain't got a friend,
Just keep on travelling, they'll need your help again,
But after all my hard travelling, things about coming my way.

I'm always pleased, I'm never mad,
Thinking 'bout the bad luck, I once have had,
But after all my hard travelling, things about coming my way.

Now take me baby, just as I am,
I got no money, I'm in a jam,
But after all my hard travelling, things about coming my way.

She told my neighbors, and all my friends,
That I was a mistreater, she didn't want me back again,
But after all my hard travelling, things about coming my way.