Lord, lord, lord, have you ever
Been down; oughta know just how I feel.
Just like a broke-down engine,
I got no driving wheel.

Ain't got no driving wheel
Ain't got no driving wheel

Honey, honey, honey, have you ever
Blowed bubbles underwater when you're feelin' bad.
You let your lips begin their buzzin';
The bubbles rush up like mad.

Right there you got somethin' to help you out
When you ain't got nothin' to brag about

Down to the church house,
They called on me to preach
I said, "I ain't got the time;
Goin' down on a gal of mine."

I'm goin' down on that gal of mine
I'm goin' down on that gal of mine

Some people say that the blues,
They ain't nothin', the blues ain't nothin' bad,
But they must not've met them blues,
The blues I had.
Oh, they must not've met them blues I had
Oh, they must not've met them blues I had

Call my buddy; said he's sorry, Jack,
From way up they sly track.
He went down, he was slidin',
But he can't slide right back.

Right there you got somethin' to clue you in
When you want the answer to goin' down
I know, I know...