Never asked you for nothing
Not one crust of bread
Never asked you for nothing
Not one crust of bread

So now you changed your mind
How good can my luck get
Let’s go out walkin’
Down on the avenue
Let’s go out walkin’
Down on the avenue

So now you’ve changed your style
My lonely days are through
You pushed the deals with the wheels
Of the wrecking crew

You set me up with the man
From the chosen few
Never asked you for nothing
But you were such a tease

You left me drifting
Lonesome as could be
So now you telephone
I’m in cell block number three
Never asked you for nothing
My luck is just a twist
Never asked you for nothing
My luck is just a twist

When I had a lucky hand
They put hand-cuffs on my wrists
Never asked you for nothing
Not one crust of bread