Broke Down Engine

Feel like a broke down engine Mama, Lord my driving wheel



Feel like a broken down engine Mama, Lord my driving wheel



Got me all tied up and lonesome



You know exactly how it makes a good man feel



I've been shooting craps and gambling, Mama, I believe I done got broke



Been shooting craps and gambling, woman, I believe I done got broke



Had a poor mean forty four, man and I'm already closing so



Man I went down to my praying ground and I felt down on my knees



Went down to my praying ground, Lord I fell down on my knees



I ain't trying for no religion, won't you bring me back my good gal please



If you just send me my baby, won't have to worry and cry no more



If you just send up my baby man



Lord I won't have to worry and cry no more



Don't have to bring it to my house, Lord won't you leave her up at my door