Broke Down Engine (Blind Willie McTell)

Feel like a broke down engine, mama Ain't got no drivin' wheel, lord have mercy Feel like a broke down engine, mama Ain't got no drivin' wheel You all been down and lonley You know just how Willie McTell feels But it's, Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord Lordy Lord , Lordy, Lordy Lord I've been shooting craps and gambling Good God, and I done got broke I've been shooting craps and gambling Sweet mama, and I done got broke I done pawned my 33 special, good gal And my clothes been sold I even went down in my praying ground Dropped down on bended knees I went down to my praying ground And dropped on bended knees I ain't crying for no religion Lordy, give me back my good girl please But it's Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord, Lord, Lordy Lord If you give me my baby Lord, I won't worry you no more If you give me my baby Lord, I won't worry you no more You ain't got to put her in my house Lordy, only lead her to my door Lordy, Lord Don't you hear me, baby Knocking on your door? Don't you hear your daddy, mama Knocking on your door? Can?t I get out singing, living 'n' tapping Flatting, slip right across your floor Lordy Lord, Lordy, Lordy Lord, Lordy Lord Lordy, Lordy Lord