The Jungle - B.B. King



I may go and move to the jungle now

Way out in the woods

Yes, i think i'll move to the jungle people

Move way out in the woods

Yes, because the way things are here now

Well, i ain't doin' myself no good



I work hard everyday

From monday to friday night

The wages that they pay me

I swear that they're very light

The take out a little for the state

A little more for uncle sam

How can i ever catch up

And get myself out of this jam

Yes, i think i'll move to the jungle

Move way out in the woods

Yes, because the way things are here now

Well, i ain't doin' myself no good



I go to town on saturday

Just to pay my bills

I better make it early

Or the collector will come where i live

I got to church on a sunday

I get on my knees to pray

Preacher takes up collection

And say brother what will you pay

I think i'll move to the jungle

Move way out in the woods

Yes, because the way things are here now

Well, i ain't doin' myself no good



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