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by Willie
Mae Thornton a.k.a. Big Mama Thornton
recording of July 28 1966, San Francisco
from Cheaper
Thrills (Edsel ED CD135), copyright
notice
Sittin' down by my window, just lookin' out at the rain, at the
rain
I said I'm sittin' down by my window, just lookin' out at the
rain
You know somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, felt just like a
ball and chain
And I say, oh, oh, oh, hon', why does every thing go wrong? It all
goes wrong
And I say, oh, now tell me why, does every thing go wrong, all
wrong
Say, here you gone today, an' I wanted to love you, for so long
Love's got a hold on me, baby, feels just like a ball and chain, hmm
hmm hmm
Oh, love's got a hold on me, baby, feels just like a ball and
chain
And I don't know why the man I'm lovin', wanna leave me in so much
pain
And I say, oh oh oh, hon', tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, oh
tell me why, why, why
And I say, oh, honey why, why, oh why, tell me why, I thought our
love would last
Honey, gonna last, last, till the day I die
And I say oh, whoa, whoa, hon', it ain't fair, it ain't fair what you
can do, what you can do, Lord
And I say oh whoa, Lord, it ain't fair, it ain't fair what you can
do, Lord, you can do
Oh suddenly you broke my heart, oh when I was givin' my love to
you
Sittin' down by my window, just lookin' out at the rain
I said I'm sittin' down by my window, just lookin' out at the
rain
Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, felt just like a ball and
chain
And I say oh, hon this can't be, this can't be all in vain, no, no,
no
And I say whoa, whoa, this can't be, honey, it can't be all in
vain
Hope there is someone that could tell me, hon', tell me why love is
like a ball and chain